Squinty-eyed but gorgeous

Some interesting things have happened in my life since I last dumped on you, Gentle Readers, including something that has made me question the sanity of my decision to return to work at the August Institution.  


In other news, my lovely MIL tripped & fell off her platform stilettos*, spent 2 days in hospital, acquired some cracker bruises to go with the broken nose, fractured wrist, and dislocated & damaged thumb.

A good friend's mother died, and lastly, a piece of good news, my lovely friend Clare Carter, of Lulu Carter fame, had her baby!  Yay Clare & Ashley!


In amongst all this, I did not go to Upholstery School, despite being off on Tuesday.  Nor did I go tonight, which I probably should have done, because I didn't go last week (Mr G & I both having the day at home to keep an eye on his poor battered mother, and although Mr Golightly was going to have dinner with his lovely Ma, and I could have gone to upholstery school tonight, I wanted some time in the house with no noise.


I'm sure I've alluded to this before.  Mr G likes TV.  He likes movies, wrestling, the cricket, game shows, the news.  He would watch paint dry if it was on TV.  I, myself, am not so keen.  I lived by myself for a number of years with no TV and never missed it.  I may have spent a little time talking to myself, but generally, I like the sound you get between your ears when there's nobody in the house but you.  Especially on a night like tonight, when it's raining, and you can hear the drops hitting the roof.  At least, I hope that's what it is.


Anyway, tonight I did a bit of work on the Christmas Gifts I'm making for people in my team who have young children - I think there's about seven or eight of them (kids, not team members), and I've started making a bunch of these:

Some Gentle Readers who have been curious enough may have seen previous iterations of the pooch, including this one:

which I made for Nephew E's friend Lachie, and this one:

Which I made for MGF Kaz's niece Sharlene, and finally, Elliot:

So cute.  


Anyway, it's 10.32pm now, and even though I haven't imparted much by way of news and information (apart from the "Battle Murder and Sudden Death" at the top of this little missive, I feel my eyelids starting to droop, and I must away, away to my bed.  Besides that, there's a huge spider on the wall behind me, and although I'm not scared, per se, of spiders, I don't always want to share the room with one.  Especially when they go like the clappers and can run up your arm & up your nose before you can say "what spider?"...


Ciao!


*Actually, they were more like this: