Monday, January 03, 2011
blur
Christmas & New Year at our house has passed in a blur. Oh, who am I kidding? It's been two months of blur... My two jobs (jewellery & office) tend to create total chaos right around the middle of November and it never ceases to end before mid January. This year on top of all the work and Christmas shopping there was the "week of SICK" at our house. We fell like dominoes. Kaspar began and Steve ended the chain of events. There were days when I was walking around like a zombie, dressed in three sweaters, wool socks, scarf (and would have worn mittens, too, if I could manage the tea and chicken soup with mittens) and still shaking from being cold, seeing green and yellow patterns on my walls. The kids went through several bottles of Tylenol AND Advil and then continued with antibiotics... and I'm afraid that we're still waking up at night with a cough and runny nose now and then. It's been one crazy kind of a flu!
December, as usual, began with sales, shows and orders for myself amidst which comes Stella's birthday. How unfair is that? Not only does she get most of her belated birthday gifts on Christmas day (or after), but she also has to compete with mommy's business for attention. UNFAIR! At least this year we did manage to get her a cake and a gift and had a birthday dinner. (Yes, I hate to admit it, but it has not always been so...) However, I will give myself a pat on the back about picking THE BEST godparents for her, one could ever imagine to have! Yes, her godparents (a.k.a. my sister Crystal & co.) single-handedly managed to throw Stella a birthday party with cupcakes, princess costume and all the bells and whistles (while her mother was working another week-end in December...). She was thoroughly impressed! So much so, that when the cake was presented to her at home, after dinner she simply looked at it and said: "This is not MY birthday cake! I already had PINK cup-cakes for my birthday!" Here is a picture of the birthday girl & gang.
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