I really didn't think we would have a snow day today. I went to bed and there was some beautiful snow gently falling. There wasn't much traffic and it was quiet and I could hear the snow hitting the leaves that are left on the tree.
When I got up around 3:30...don't ask...and wandered around the house looking out of various windows, there was no way we weren't going to school. By the time Coach got up around 5:30--a little different story.
My calling chain partner called around 6:40, and unofficially let me know school was canceled. It seems as though our wing of the chain had a break down and never really got calls.
I watched a little TV and finally got up and made the coffee. And then continued the tradition.....
....cinnamon rolls on a snow day. I got my dough started and began doing some house cleaning stuff. Bathroom, kitchen and vacuuming. Laundry is caught up and we watched a movie--4 Christmases--together. It's an OK flick...I laughed hard in several spots. And my kids didn't know why it was so funny but someday they will.
Now I am going to tackle this little project--
A Christmas tree skirt for my 9 foot Christmas tree. It's a hugely gigantic tree and I have searched for a hugely gigantic skirt but nothing has caught my eye. So last year I decided that I would use this old quilt of my Great Grandma Miller's. It had some kind of bad spots and I really wanted to use it for something. She always used this quilt on the sofa bed when we spent the night. It means something to me and I hated that I just had it in a closet not being used.
I cut it out last year--no pattern--just kind of made up what I wanted. BUT I wanted an antique lace that was really wide to edge it with. And I was under the impression that I could just walk in to a fabric store and buy it. No. Duh.
I have searched and searched and searched some more.
NOTHING. I give up. I am going to create a border from the leftover edges that I cut off. Because I am going to have a tree skirt this year. And I am going to do it today because I believe that snow days are a gift to be used doing things I love to do. Cook and sew.
Oh, and those cinnamon rolls? Quite possibly the best I have ever made. Just sayin'.