Painting, Sewing, Painting, Wrapping, Painting

Remodeling,

Painting,

Knitting,

Painting,

Wrapping,

A Birthday Party,

A Christmas Party,

A Steeler Game (on TV),

A Giveaway...

And don't forget Church Nursery,

although the hour spent with five two-year-old children was almost the relaxing part of my weekend.

More orders finished,

Although when I saw these sleds that a customer brought to me, I was skeptical of their condition, this one didn't turn out too bad. Hopefully, the next two will work out as well.

Yes, that is two more that need done for Christmas.

Where was my head when I said, "Of course, I can paint those for you." And if anyone remembers the walker bag fiasco.

They are done!

All thirty of them!

Again.

THEY ARE DONE!!!

And another order for a customer. One more of these needs finished for Christmas also.

Again.

I hear my mouth saying "Of course, I can paint those for you."

And some wrapping.

Well actually all the wrapping of everything I have bought so far.

I am not quite done shopping and making yet.

And more painting.

Another order.


And let's not forget the day of painting, staining and drywalling that happened at the house next door.
And you might say, How? How could all that happen in a weekend?
(Well, a long weekend that started Thursday night.)
This mass production, flurry of activity is brought to you by..

Wait for it...

These Two.


Oh, they might look harmless enough, but the one on the left is a bit of a slave driver, mass production, project manager freak. She looks all the part of a calm little great grandmother, but give her a project(s) and she becomes a tyrant to get it done...all of it, no stopping, keep moving, work 'til you drop and accept nothing else.

Oh my gosh.

Mirror, Mirror on the wall, I am my mother after all.

When my parents show up, production begins.
We made major progress on the house next door on Saturday.

Sunday morning, we got up to go to church, they went to Pittsburgh to Christmas shop.
Really.
Shouldn't they have been tired?
I was.
I slept through halftime, the third quarter and most of the fourth quarter of the game..
and they shopped.

I know that somewhere in all those pills they take, they are taking some type of non-prescription uppers.
I have to know.
I need them.

And one last painting project.


Whew.
I have more orders, I need to get busy,
I was really hoping for a snow day.
Not happening.

Did I mention the little bit of knitting that happened?
That was the calm that made me miss the Steeler game.
I think I fell asleep with the knitting needles in my hand.