Okay, so that’s a weird title, but that’s how I’ve been feeling all day: Foggy - and even more foggy than my usual blonde/fog self.

I tried to sleep last night - I really did. I even took some homeopathic sleep stuff (might be contributing to the fogginess). But about three hours was all I could manage. So, after getting all the kids off to school, I told Byron, “I’ve got a ton to do, but I’m just gonna lie down for half an hour or so…”

Somewhere around 11:45 he came in and checked on me - then, by the time I got moving and ready for the day it was time to get the kids…

We got a Christmas tree after the second car line - began supper - unpacked more Christmas decorations…

and here I am. in a fog. blogging. foggy blogging.

So, this hasn’t been my most productive day, but hopefully I’ll be able to accomplish more tonight and tomorrow since I got some rest this morning…hopefully.

I love the smell of a real tree. I think I’ll try stringing real popcorn this year. I think I’ll bake some of my Oma’s braided bread. I think I’ll knit a sweater…just kidding, I don’t know how to knit. Maybe I’ll take a knitting class…

The problem is that the minute Christmas is over, I have no use for all of these domestic activities - Baking in January just isn’t the same! And knitting!! It would end up just like the “Christmas quilt” that I’ve been working on for 15 years…

I think I’ll work on my quilt…where is that thing?

Oh well, I’m no Martha Stewart, but that pretty much goes without saying…

I wonder if Sugar Boy will try to eat the popcorn off the tree? Martha Stewart would know…and she’d probably knit him a beautiful sweater, too.

Okay, now I’m beginning to feel pretty insecure about my domestic inadequacies…I kind of stink! I’m starting to have evil thoughts toward people who knit, and finish their Christmas quilts, and don’t ever sleep ’til noon, and can always find matching socks, and never possibly poison their purse dogs with improperly strung popcorn! And never participate in foggy blogging!!!

I’m gonna go read a cookbook or something…

Peace and popcorn strings to you all.