Sunday December 22nd. Sunshine and very very cold here in Maine. 14 degrees at 11am.

 I didn't know the birds would be moving in this little item.  Always nice to be surprised.

Football yesterday was very satisfying... The Ravens won.  I dug around in my tub of scrap cloth and stitched a few strips together.  I might be making fresh new potholders.....or I might NOT be making them. I really don't care.  I left the pressing of the hand sewn seams for today.  I do love to press things.

I limited the number of chocolate covered donut balls.....I sort of want to eat them all at once but know I would be sad the remainder of the time until Christmas...minus donut balls.

A shower this morning and clean hair- even though I am quite sure I forgot to comb it after the shower. I also have on clean clothes.....being old...one forgets to add clean clothes to the list of what to remember each day.......My thermal under shirt is bright blue.  My sweater is charcoal grey.  My 25 cent pants are a dark caramel. The waist needs a new button. My Smart Wool socks are brown.

I slept well....no dreams.  Always a wonderful thing.

I might get Edith Piaf going today....her CD always makes me happy... I also have a stack of Christmas CD's...been awhile since they got out of the closet in the hallway.  Jingle Bell Rock.

I am reading a mystery romance trade paper.....Elementary School... Crazy PTA woman, Hot male teacher, Missing (dead?) Principal.  Narrator is a single mother of a precocious second grader......well versed in using technology as they all are these days.  It drags.......too many characters and more added with each chapter.......character additions can kill any good plot. And the many references to tea bags- I can see this might be the way someone is poisoned.  This is WHY I don't like to read RomCom Mysteries.  Tea Bags.

Well, FOOTBALL and then PIZZA and then...........Hallmark????????  I do not have WINE in the kitchen cupboard.......And a Gin and Tonic seems overboard......Patty did offer me her extra Pot Plant but....I really don't think my lungs need that sort of excitement.  Here in Maine residents can have 3 for "personal" use but not four.  Knowing Patty.... the plants were of maximum size. Master Gardener Classmate. (laughing)