Since my last post, we were slammed with stocking orders. This year we sold over 350. I was more organized this year, but still could do better. I have my plan in place for next year.
On Christmas Eve at 1:30 in the morning, we lost power.
Thank goodness, I made myself get things done the night before. However, we had to have a plan B for our family gathering on Christmas night. Melisa offered her house which, handily, is on the next farm over. We hauled everything over there and had a great time. We even got our family pic taken.
On Sunday, we celebrated the Twins' baptisms followed by brunch afterward at the Shepherd bar. It was a great day!
Even though our family celebrates Christmas until January 6, it is back to work here at the Sugar Bush. Last night I made a batch of soap - my first in well over a month. It is blueberry and it smells wonderful. It did not set up quickly so I am making myself wait until tonight to cut it. We'll see how that works out.
Another love that went by the wayside during "stocking season" was quilting, so yesterday I spent most of the day working on a quilt made out of some fat quarters that I bought from Anna. As the quilt came together, I decided that it needed a snowman. I'm not completely happy with the snowman, but, oh well, I like him and this one will be for us.
My first attempt at quilting this was a disaster so I took it apart and redid the layers with different batting. I got some of it quilted last night - and I'm afraid I stayed up a bit too late.
Tonight, Claire, Maddie, and Meghan are coming over. The plan is to go to the service at St. Patrick's if everyone arrives on time. St. Patrick's was deemed an "occasional church" by the powers that be in Saginaw. But the good news is that they meet every Wednesday night for a Word and Communion service followed by a potluck. Even though I spent 38 years at St. Mary, I feel much more at home at this little church. The sad thing is, there are more people on a Wednesday night at St. Patrick than there are on a Saturday night at St. Mary. One has to wonder at the "wisdom" coming from Saginaw.
I often think it is ironic how much I love country life. I grew up in the city, but can't imagine living anywhere but here.
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Fast forward to now - several hours later. I caved. I admit it. I caved and cut the soap. I am so bad. LOL! I do love how it turned out.
