Raindrops are falling on my head
…and the shower is over. Sigh. That was a lot of fun – I’d managed to prepare enough of the food ahead of time that I wasn’t trapped in the kitchen the whole time. The games turned out great! One of them had teams creating bridal gown fashions out of toilet paper. I just might have to post some pics. :) Denis has dubbed me “Iron Chef” for the quantity and quality of food, although there is no possible way I could have ever cooked all of that in one short hour, even with assistants!
And one of the christening gowns is 100%, completely, utterly done!!! Well, except for sewing in one of the tags I just got today which say “Handmade with love by Aunt Sarah”. They’re pink on cream with an icon of a little puppy wagging her tail. OK, maybe it’s silly, but they’re adorable. I just have to hem the other dress and sew the buttons on it. In other not-entirely-unrelated news, we decided not to fly down to NYC for the christening. Not out of fear, but we’re worried that the flights might get delayed – on the way down, that would be very bad. Besides, with two hours at the airport and almost two from when the plane boards to when we land, it’s only a couple hours more to drive. So, we’ll maybe fly down for Christmas (although I truly hate flying during the holidays) or sometime early next year. When we have more time. :)
Not to cram in too much in one blog, but since I’m already blogging anyway… I’ve been searching for a flag for, well, 10 days now, with no success at all. I have been completely obsessed with flying a flag – something I’ve never wanted before, not even for 4th of July or flag day. I’ve briefly toyed with the idea of sewing one (just go ahead and make wisecracks about me being Betsy :P ) until I thought about embroidering or appliqueing 50 stars – that wouldn’t ever happen in this lifetime! But this need is something I’m trying to understand, why I suddenly feel compelled to own one. At first I worried that it was just the “hot toy at Christmastime” syndrome. But that can’t be it – right now seeing a flag makes me a little weepy. I think this article, written by someone who sounds like she might be around my age, may sum it up best. All of a sudden, it feels important to me to show that I am a United States citizen. And if flying a flag is the best way to do it, I’ll continue my quest.
Wow, that’s a long blog. Oh, well – if you’ve read this far, you deserve a gold star! :)