Good Intentions

You know what they say about good intentions, and alas, today was no different in that regard.  Oh, I had good intentions...I just didn't carry them out.  

So, what were those good intentions, you ask?  I'll tell you.  

See this box of junk?  

The intention was to finally sort through all this and toss what needed to be tossed and put what I want to keep somewhere else than my craft room floor.  Yes, that is a year old Knit Picks catalog right there on top, and it is now in the trash can.  And the little case with all the fiber in it is the needle felting kit my sister got me for Christmas -- three years ago.  

I'd played with it a lot that first year, but haven't really done anything with it since.  It's fun to do, but is very time consuming and requires your full attention so you don't stab your fingers while you're doing it.  It's not something you can do while watching TV.  What I want to do is set up a work station in my craft room so I can close the door and know the cat won't be getting into it, but that will have to wait until my snakes finally go to that great herpetarium in the sky.  

But I digress.  The whole point is that if someone were to come toss all that junk without me knowing it, most likely I'd never miss any of it -- minus the needle felting kit, that is.  But with me sorting through it and seeing it and thinking, "I need to keep that, just in case"  most of it probably won't be tossed.  

All that to say, I dragged the box out into the living room with the intention of sorting through it while watching Navy defeat Oklahoma in the Armed Forces Bowl, then realized I just didn't want to fool with it today, so I made my gingerbread house instead. 

I'd bought all three of us these kits last year, but none of us did them.  Cody and Brennan said they didn't really have room to transport the completed houses home in their car, so they took their kits with them, but still haven't done them.  I told Cody that I'd bought a set of gingerbread house cookie cutters on clearance last year, and maybe next year we can do those, since they make much smaller houses.  Plus, the cookies will be fresh, and maybe we'll just eat them here...

I'd gone with a pretty much minimalist approach this time around, since I'm sure the house in the photo on the box was done by professional bakers, but it was fun.  Especially since I didn't pop my icing bag like I did two years ago when I made my first ever gingerbread house. 

I also spent a good bit of the day vacuum sealing the rest of the sausage ball mix and putting the gumbo into the freezer. This year, I actually had to put some of the Bartley Snack stuff into the freezer as well.  Cody didn't eat a single bite of it, and I've never seen him turn down Bartley Snacks.  The only thing he ate was the crabbies and some snickerdoodles.  And I'm grumbling the whole time about next year, I'm not even going to bother...

Only now, I want to bake and decorate more cookies -- but I don't need the sugar.  I've had more than enough of that as it is, and still need to eat up the rest of the cookies and candy since I don't want to put them back into the freezer.  I'll just have to walk a bit harder this coming week-- once the rain lets up, that is.   

In other news, after I posted yesterday, I looked out and saw this bad boy behind the fence. 

He has an 8 point rack, and a minute later was joined by a six point.  I don't usually see bucks out there, and this is the first one I've seen in two years.  

And finally, just so there is some redeeming value to this post, here is a photo of hat progress. 

 I've already picked out the next yarn, so I'd better get cracking on this hat.  

Laters.