Sean brought home the counter top today! It`s not attached yet, but set in place, and I used it to make Butterscotch Treats and Poppycock. I imagine it`s a very happy counter top, getting a new family for Christmas, and being welcomed with such yummy love. It`s a dark grey, so it blends nicely with the black and stainless appliances.
I`ve made the Christmas food list, and tomorrow I`ll be making the potatoes for Christmas day at Carla`s, Christmas afternoon I`ll put together the marshmallow salad for Boxing Day at the Wards, and before church on Sunday I`ll make the apple crisp. Not too bad. I already made a batch of poppycock this week to take as gifts for my co-workers - today`s batch is for us.
After Christmas I`ll post photos of some of the stuff I`ve made as gifts. Don`t want to spoil any surprises just yet! One more to make, but it`s to go to Winnipeg, so I`ve got an extra day or two for that.
I will say, though, that I love vinyl! A friend saw the parent / child aprons I made last year and asked me to make some for her and her two daughters. No problem - I whipped those up last weekend for her. She also has a little boy who needed a holster for his gun... so she brought me some brown vinyl when she came with the apron fabric she had picked out. I impressed myself with my pattern design skills (must have got that from Mom), and I loved working with the vinyl - it`s smooth like butter. I`m going to have to get me some of that to play around with. Watch out - next Christmas just may all be decked out in vinyl.
These three are all the same - reversible with pockets on both sides. M is my always willing model.
Oh, I do have to tell you that I rocked the serger today. And by rocked I mean that it had a broken thread which I successfully re-threaded, and then when that bobbin promptly ran out of thread, threaded it again. And, when another thread broke, I re-threaded that one. And the end one, when it ran out of thread. And finally the fourth one, when it wasn`t connecting the way it should. It didn`t even feel like the machine was my enemy, either - we were strange cohorts, in a joint effort to boost my confidence in my serger rocking abilities. Hooray for me, and thanks, Singer!