Hey… guess what?

I had admired Michael and Susan’s Christmas extravaganza from afar, not wanting to get beaned by a swinging pear, but the other day I ventured closer wanting to see the details on this partridge of theirs… and behold!

And when I confronted them with this latest bit of whimsy, they smiled shyly and confessed.  And with a bit more interrogation, I discovered that they hadn’t gone out and bought no stinking partridge!  Oh no, not them.  They crafted it out of a balloon and papier-mache and a multitude of feathers that would not behave and flew all over the place, getting into places where they had not been invited. 

Anyway, I was certain that you, my dear readers, would appreciate this latest tidbit, hence, I am typing to you, instead of getting my pies in the oven. I’ve started the pies, but got distracted mid-slice by something or another and now here I am, sitting wrapped in the beautiful apron that my daughter-in-law made for me last Christmas.  It is cream-coloured and has little red polka-dots all over it and red ties for the neck and the waist and these adorable wooden red heart-shaped buttons for a decorative touch. 

Oops… I went off on another detour, I really have to get back to those pies.

Not to mention that script…

So many things to do.  So little time.  Never mind, both will be accomplished before I go to bed.  I’m off now to peal some apples.

Wishing all of you the happiest of Holidays! xo

Oh, and my sister Becky, says thanks to all of you who popped by to take a look at her art!

Posted by Meg Tilly on Saturday, December 24, 2011 in Chewing the Fat