Hello, hello my friends - well I've been busy and there have been a few changes around here. Christmas does that to me; I suddenly get panicky and try and do all the DIY jobs that I should have done throughout the year in the month leading up to Christmas. So I have painted the floors throughout the house again (did them last in August) as I used a new paint which has proved to be RUBBISH (Ronseal Floor Paint in White - don't go near it as it shows every stain despite what it says on the bloomin' tin!)
Anyway, as you may have noticed the 'wall of flowers' has gone. It was getting on my nerves and looking a bit too cluttered so I have put my favourite mirrors up instead. I just can't enough of these mirrors.
We have also changed our rug and have only got a small one in front of the fire (yay, this is something I have wanted since we took the carpet up but everyone else wanted a big rug so I went with it as it is them who usually sit on the floor!) It certainly makes the room look a bit bigger but whether it will be practical and the vote will be to bring back the bigger rug remains to be seen.
I've changed my age. It was my birthday at the end of November and I saved some of my CK pillowcases bought in October for the very night!
Another new change for me and one that is causing me a lot of problems is this..
knitting on double pointed needles. I have never done this before and OH MY GOODNESS it's like trying to knit like an octopus. I'm trying to knit the snowman in the picture and had to start off with 8 stitches - well I must have tried 50 times but suddenly the stitches stayed on and I have done the head. I'm terribly slow and it's very badly done but I really don't care because I can almost do it!
And lastly, a very sweet change, well a very sweet find really. I needed my spirits lifting yesterday as my poor mother was having a second operation in 3 days and as I walked passed a charity shop look what I spied in the window. The best 50p I have ever spent.
And I then gazed adoringly at it the whole day, squealing quietly to myself with the sheer delight only a vintage pipe cleaner Christmas tree can bring.