Hello Friends,

Glad to be back!

Happy New Year and a Joyous January to you all!

It’s not as though I haven’t had any thoughts since November; I just didn’t feel like they were thoughts that I wanted to share here.

I can tell when it’s time to post in my blog because the words and phrases start to form in my head while I’m doing other things.  And then I am revising while in the shower, doing dishes, or folding laundry.

I did have some revising moments two weeks ago when the cats, and when I say cats here I am fully blaming Buffy the Destroyer, got hold of my elf and when I say elf here I mean elf, it doesn’t stand for something else.

 Here is said elf.

I felted him a few years ago during a visit to Michigan. He has no face and his hat falls off and he doesn’t have  permanent arm and leg positions because he hasn’t landed in a permanent space yet. But he’s still my elf.

He lives in my hutch behind glass doors so I can see him, but the cats can’t get at him.

I brought him out to be part of a table decoration two weeks ago and left him out overnight.

Big mistake.

While the big people sleep, the cats will play, to change the adage to fit the situation.

Oh my goodness, I found the poor thing sans hat on the stairs, hands clasped together, legs drawn up in the fetal position of self protection. It was as if the little guy was fending off the cat’s attacks, praying to a higher power for help. I am fairly sure that the cat would feign ignorance, claiming that she was just getting to know him.

I restored his limbs to a more relaxed position, clapped his hat upon his noggin, and returned him to the cupboard. But the whole incident  weirdly mirrored the events in a book I am currently reading, Neil Gaiman’s American Gods. In this book, a felted elf might just be found in a defensive posture after fighting off a cat during the nighttime.

Hmmmmm.  It did make me wonder what happened that night . . .

I have been monitoring Buffy’s facial expressions and body language ever since, looking for any information.

I’ll let you know.

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I will say one thing about the Women’s March yesterday.

I have hope. And to those of you who were doing things for others or were otherwise unable to go, please feel my heart and know that there was love and strength, and I was so proud to be an American citizen,  a Minnesotan, and a woman.

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Oh, one more thing, for those of you who think that I am an extrovert, I am definitely not. It was extremely difficult to work up the guts to take the Northstar and then the Green Line over to the Capitol by myself. I was worried about it all week after I RSVP’ed at the website.  I do not like crowds, they make me nervous and anxious.  So, I guess what I am saying is that it is still important at this age to try new things even if they scare you to death.

That said, I still am not taking a ride on a roller coaster any time in the near future. I may go up on Betty Danger’s Ferris Wheel, but will have a glass or two of wine first.

++++++++++out of the closet+++++++++

Yes, I am nearly done with the closet re-do. In order to properly fill the shelves I had to tear apart my craft room. And while it’s still a mess, I am on the downside slope of the project.  I’ll send pics when I’m done. WooHoo!

Have a Simply Superb Sunday and a Scintillating Start to your week!

Love,

Janet