I don't know what it is about the festive season that make me go into hibernation. Very much hoping for an adrenalin rush sometime in the next 48 hours.
Tuesday, 21 December 2010
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I quite like Christmas and I really like your illustration! New Year is a bit of a bore, though. Merry Christmas to you and yours.
ReplyDeleteI suppose I quite like Christmas if I am honest. Thank you for kind words, Blue and love to you and the Celt.
ReplyDeleteCan I compete, and say that I like New Year, and am bored by Christmas. Well, I would say that woon'it I? Being from "secotlaan", as they say in these parts.
ReplyDeleteDomesticity schomesticity.
The Domestcic God
Rosie, you are still exhausted from that dinner! Happy Christmas to you and yours-and your newest little one. I fully expect you to be very jolly within 48. pgt
ReplyDeleteWhat a great card. It reminds me of the time one fall when I swept a pile of autumn leaves off my second-floor sleeping porch and left the broom leaning against a column. When I came out in the morning, there was a gigantic spiderweb attached, and, backlit against the yellow trees by the morning sun & covered in dew, it seemed a message from on high, telling not to waste my life cleaning. As Mario Buatta said, "Dust is a protective layer for fine furniture".
ReplyDeleteAnyway, November-to-February is my favorite time of year, and looking out at the snow-covered neighborhood, hibernation sounds pretty good to me, too. My advice? Heed that impulse: have a cup of chocolate & some buttered toast, and then take a nap. Adrenaline is over-rated. April will be here soon enough.
Great comments All, thank you. Can't stop because I need to clear the snow off the vacuum cleaner and use it, dammit.
ReplyDeleteDust is a protective layer for fine furniture. Up until I read that, I'd never seriously considered getting a tattoo.
ReplyDeleteI'm just this close to breaking down and becoming a meth user. Alcohol only gets you so far in the winter, in the dark.
I found this via Hank Stuever's blog Sunday, and I have to say, for a few minutes at least, it could pass for poor man's cocaine. You might enjoy this, Rose:
http://www.donaldrollerwilson.com/
I've taken a look at droll drollerwilson and slightly recognised you in his text style. That's' a compliment. OD'd on the paintings after a while but no question it's a smart conceit. Did quite like the Golden Age of Dutch Painting monkeys.
ReplyDeleteDear Rosie, I've been the same this year. I haven't wanted to go out. I'm really getting into it at long last. I have a bit of running around to do tomorrow then I am doing absolutely nothing but watch movies and eat for as long as is humanly possible.
ReplyDeleteSending some Christmas wishes to you xx
Thanks Christina. Come on, let's definitely get together in the dog days of the new year ! Happy movie watching. Rosie xx
ReplyDeleteIs it Christmas already? I thought it was next week...
ReplyDeleteDED, keep believing that and with any luck you'll miss it! No, no, have a
ReplyDeletemerry time. x
I have been cooking for 15 hours straight. My husband has the strangest affliction: the harder I work, the sleepier he gets. Best of the new year and a robot to sweep the floors...perhaps make dinner.
ReplyDeleteThat perky cleaner almost makes you want to use it. Have a good holiday !
ReplyDeleteHome, I haven't cooked a thing I confess. Wallowing in the luxury of spending christmas with other people. My kitchen survives another year.
ReplyDeleteStyle et Matiere - thank you! You too.