Blurbing: Warmth

I am the proud Mama of a 27+ year old furnace! The cost of our furnace repair was only $159, it was a loose wire.  Thank you Universe, as I was getting worried that we wouldn't be able to go on our vacation in February for our anniversary.

$159, I can handle.  $4k, I cannot.

For Christmas this year MommaBean bought me this:

Lands End - Flannel Nightgown

I love, love, love it.  Especially when the heat was out, faaabulous!

My MIL gave me this:

Macy's - Fleece Robe

Clashing plaids but super comfy together - I am in warmth heaven with these bad boys.


So, anyway onto the real story:

Nike has this habit of crawling underneath all of the blankets and sheets on the bed.  I've even found her underneath the fitted sheet once or twice.

And whenever you come into the room and she's wormed her way under the covers she'll give an odd little "hmm-mewwwrupp?" Which probably means- look out dummy! Don't sit down, I'm under here!

Last night, after spending the whole day thinking that I would never be warm again and being punch drunk on the fact that the house was a raging 69 degrees, I came upstairs to get ready for bed and put on my flannels and fleeces.

I flipped on the light and heard "hmm-mewwwrupp?"

Which of course would prompt any sane person to grab their camera and take a picture.

Notice that I don't care if my sheets match.
In fact, I adore the idea that they don't.

Miss Nike Celeste

I bet you she thought she was never going to be warm again either.

(nearly) Wordless Wednesday

Digestives - I just can't get enough of them.
You Brits are brilliant!

Blurbing: The Pits

As in Cherry Pits.

In my time wasting travels through the internet I came across a simple sewing project and decided to give it a go: Homemade Heating Pads.

I read about using rice, corn, buckwheat, etc., I researched them.  The pros, the cons, the whos, whats, whys and for many a winter I swore I was going to try making one for myself but it required sewing.  And sewing is not my forte. 

But with my MIL buying me a sewing machine for my birthday I decided to try.  No one had to see the horribleness I produced it would be just me nitpicking it and my toes enjoying the warmth.

I scoured the internet again for directions when I ran across this:

Martha Stewart's Homemade Heating Pads

I ordered the cherry pits (from Michigan, my home state!) from Pit Stuff

They came.  I sewed and this is what happened:

It had straight edges despite my eyes being crooked in my head!

(honestly, I can neither cut anything nor sew anything straight)

And it's a good dang-heckin' thing I did -- because our furnace is out.

It's cold and snowing outside (~28 degrees) so it's around 53 in random parts of the house.  

The furnace guy comes tomorrow but until then I'm dressed like an Inuit on an arctic expedition.

I've got the electric fire place cranking in the living room (it's a toasty 62 down there) and I've got my heating pads and a wool blanket that I got for Christmas for my bed tonight. Here's to hoping Icky & Nike sleep with me tonight!

Icarus and Nike with two of my warmed up  heating pads -
Notice Ick is enjoying my slacks warm from the dryer....
I left them for two seconds to go warm up two more heating pads.

A Christmas Blurb on Blurbing

This my friends is why I haven't been blurbing:

I have been getting crazy crafty.
I accomplished a lot but not everything I wanted to, dang it.
And I may have used up all of my crafty-ness for the year.

Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!

Blurbing: My Noggin - Part 2

I'm kicking butt on my People are Coming Over on Saturday and You Aren't Even Close to Being Ready List!

Both bathrooms are cleaned, dishes set to be washing away (we run the dishwasher in the dead of night), living room dusted and a spattering of gifts wrapped. 

I worked late tonight so Mr. Wonderful had to feed himself.  When I got home I swallowed a can of soup for dinner.  I'm not even sure what kind it was.

Tonight's agenda includes: Blurbing, sewing, wrapping presents, cleaning the rest of the kitchen- in the next two and a half hours.  

Enough blathering onto Blurbing: The Virgo Mind - Deux

That's right.
From the mind that brought you highlighters in a very specific order and other O.C.D'esque oddities that we won't delve in to comes this:

A woman who refuses- r.e.f.u.s.e.s.- to pair socks and whose sock drawer looks like this.

Yup.  Weirdo.

Blurbing: My Noggin - Part 1

Today's Blurb: The Virgo Mind

I'll admit it.  I am a weirdo.
Certain things just have to go a certain way.
Every single time.
Always.
Methodically.
Forever and ever, amen.

These highlighters at work for instance: from left to right just have to go-
 yellow, green, pink, blue, orange.

Will I have a hissy fit if they're not right? No.  But, will I fix it if someone dares use them and put them back incorrectly? Yes.
Don't ask, 'cause I don't know.

Blurbing

I have SO MUCH to do and I should be freaking out.

I am freaking out.  However I should be freaking out more.
In order to distract myself  from now until Christmas I'll be Blurbing.
(Hey do you think I can trade mark that?!)

You know, blogging but in a small way.

Wait.  Isn't that "Micro Blogging"? As in Tweeting?
Crap.


Oh well, I like my term better so let the Blurbing begin!

Today's Blurb: Bifocals.

Will my uber cool Coach frames make having bifocals less horrible?
I'll let you know.

And I'm hoping that these bad boys, my first pair of prescription sunglasses, won't make feel like an old lady: