(Even though it is approaching 11:00PM, so I clearly only say eleven to make myself feel better because let's face it Christmas is ten days away.)
(And Christmas Eve is pretty much out of the question, because really, that's when Christmas actually begins, right. Let's just call it what it is. Christmas is nine days away.)
Before that day I need to finish three pillows, three towels, one purse and another mystery project. Today, save for the minutes it will take me to type this, I have been flat in bed like this,
Yes, that is a Gal Pal and it is a miracle device.
Not quite migraine, but enough to make sewing straight lines with a noisy machine under the yellow light of the basement fixtures pretty much impossible.