Rock Stars and Revelations

My breakfast table this morning...

Ten miles today - five there, bit of dinner with my mate, five miles back. My bum hurts. That is all.

But while I was in town I did manage to pick up the brass curtain rings I need to make my bedroom blind, so I can crack on with that. Shortly. I think I have all I need.

Last night we had some friends who are in a very promising up and coming rock band to stay. I must be honest, walking into my living room this morning to much eyeliner, hair and tattoo sleeves was a wonderful thing and certainly warmed the cockles, even though they only managed to drink a poultry 6 cans of beer between five of them and one was half full still!

I stayed up until half one, crocheting, as you do, for them to get back from their gig with my teenager but they got in too late for me so I took myself off to sleep, waking and getting up early to do all the cleaning up - only to find that they had done it! Crap rock stars they are!

...and they left their banana cake behind.

Laziness and productiveness combined. Hhmmmm.

So today I have been mostly cleaning out my laptop. Those of you that know my family will know that I've not seen my laptop for six months (teenagers!) so it's not entirely coincidental that I start my blog on New Year's day seeing as the new laptop was received by the offending teenage article(love ya Meg!) courtesy of St Nick. It took me a few days to get used to having it back in all it's green sparkliness...well, it's a bit grubby now actually. Where did I put my "how to clean things" encyclopedia (again, those who know my family know I'm NOT joking about that bit!)?

I'm needing to get some stuff sorted out today, so I'll be brief. Got some meetings set up this week about my "Make Do and Mend" craft group I'm setting up and my Book Club that's in it's infancy. I haven't mentioned books yet. Books are NOT covered by the "essentials" category in my brief. I have an entire personal library of books, 1/3 of which at least are unread. These will be my entertainment for the year and then hopefully I can pass them on. I may get desperate though and let out a plea for "book parcels"!!

On removing the leggings which took up most of yesterday's blog, I discovered considerably more hole-age. Darning is going to have to take place sooner than I would have like and I'm not entirely sure if it's going to be successful. I may have to consider a patch. My mother always told me (well, she didn't actually, I probably told her, but hey, lets not split hairs) that a good contrast is better than a bad match.This philosophy has treated me well over the years, so, what do we think to a canary yellow patch on the crotch of my black leggings?