Egads and Little Fishes! It's 2011!

Happy New Year! I hope everyone enjoyed the holidays and is ready for 2011. My winter break was really, really good. I won't bore you with a blow-by-blow recap. Besides, what's the point? If I had wanted to do that I should have just continued to blog on a daily basis, right? However, I will touch on some of the highlights... mostly things I learned during my break.

A deep-tissue massage is now a pre-requisite for any major family gathering. I had one after I left work a week ago last Thursday and I felt relaxed for days. The effects were much longer lasting and healthier than massive amounts of alcohol. Or as this gift bag in Publix calls it, "Santa's Little Helper."

My entrie family was together on Christmas Day for the first time in 20 years.

No matter how big a kid gets, he still likes to play with the packaging that the gift comes in.

Getting one husband and two teenage boys dressed for the theater is enough to make me pull my hair out. The rules were simple... no swim team t-shirts, no Navy hoodies, and no Under Armor shirts. You would have thought that I was dragging them to see Hello Dolly! But in reality we saw One Man Star Wars Trilogy. If you ever get a chance to see it or One Man Lord of the Rings Trilogy, do it.


My 14-year-old son makes a great chaperone for my 17-year-old son and his girlfriend.


I didn't do as much quilting or reading as I had planned during my break. But that's ok since I wasn't on any deadlines.

I finished this quilt and I'm really please with the way it turned out. It has a total of 12 different fabrics in it.

This is the top of a baby quilt by special request.

I discovered that I can go a week without checking email (provided I can still text). But I still can't watch a movie with my Sweetie without looking up facts on Google and IMDB.

G-Man informed me that the world will end in 2012. I told him that I better hurry up and use my stash of stationery.

My Sweetie taught the boys how to shuck oysters. They ate the oysters as soon as they got them open. I just watched and held out for the shrimp po' boys.

We took Mr. A out to the Columbia to celebrate his appoinment to the USNA.

The reality that Mr. A will be inducted into the US Naval Academy in six months hit me like a cross-town bus on New Year's Eve.