Sis-In-Law Is Fine And I'm An Idiot, But I Make Cute Things

Six days and counting until the Christmas madness begins at the in-laws' house!

If you're here because you know me, you are already aware of the fact that my brother's wife went in for surgery yesterday.  The doctors were throwing the big scary C-word around with wild abandon leading up to this procedure, and I am ecstatic to report that THEY WERE WRONG.  There was no cancer - it was endometriosis.  They removed the masses, performed a hystorectomy and removed her appendix.  She's resting on Cloud 9 with her push-button pain relief as you are reading this.

Last week I enrolled at the local county college so I can go back and get my certificate to be a COTA (Certified Occupational Therapist Assistant).  I also picked up a study guide from the school bookstore to refresh my memory on math a bit before I take the placement tests.  Yesterday, between other things, I pulled out the study guide and proceeded to feel dumber by the moment.  We're talking basic math, people!  I used to be good at this stuff - I was in calculus in high school.  And here I was, reduced to a blubbering pile of goo by this blue booklet that was taunting me with things I've long forgotten.  Slowly but surely, it's coming back. 

Since the Christmas Countdown is where it is, well, I figured it was as good a time as any to embark upon a last-minute craft project for the whole family.  I can't tell you what it is here, since most of you are getting one, but I'll post pics after Christmas.  It's a fun project, and it's great to be able to sit down and work on it for a while when my math incompetence gets to be too much to handle.

Now, if I could only find a place to hide all these projects when The Hubbs' fam comes over tomorrow...