There really is only room for one person to work at a time. I can sit in the old rolling desk chair my mom and I got at an auction and reach my desk that was my grandfather's work desk, my sewing machine cabinet that use to be my grandmother's and my table which my grandparents at breakfast at every morning for years and years. All of which I refinished at some time (after college or in my first year of marriage) they all have the same stain and finish except my desk hutch because my dad made it and somehow the stain color got miscommunicated.
This is the only room (other than the great room and kitchen) in the house with more than one window. I squeezed in as many windows as possible for lot of light. Unfortunately I sew after dark most of the time--when else do I get quiet uninterrupted time?--and I need at least one more work light. It could be organized better, but I have wanted a room with these pieces of furniture for a long time and I got it before all my children left home--earlier than I though I would. So it works. When we get another sewer in the family we may need to spread out or give them their own work space and machine(s).
Remember clutter is a sign of a great mind. Or maybe just a busy mind.
This is the last of the bedroom curtains. I didn't get a good picture of the curtains because of the sunlight. I trimmed our bedroom and bathroom curtains with ribbon. I have more ribbon and plan to use it as accents throughout the room like on my bath "toys" basket.
This is what our island was made for.This is my second attempt at a Romantic blouse from Sense and Sensibility Patterns. I was not happy with the first one, but love how this one turned out. I have a jumper that goes with it,but don't have pictures yet.



This is T's favorite place, or on top of the island. She is there anytime J or I are working in the kitchen.



J had taken a walk in the woods earlier. She saw lots of deer prints. T doesn't handle to cold well so she and J worked on something on J's laptop--music organization I think.

T got the most important job--licking the beaters.
I spent the day sewing curtains. I was happy to get them done, but did get bored of sewing straight lines. 




I found the main fabric and was amazed how well it matched their room--green and orange with numbers to go with the letters on the border. Then I saw the coordinating stripey print and bought some to do "something fun with". I used the ancient ruffler attachment for my ancient machine (that lost a part in the move) to make a ruffle, but that wasn't enough so I added the valence. I originally planned to use the ribbon to tie the curtains to the rod, but changed my mind when I added the valence. The ribbon makes a nice contrast.
I ran out of orange thread with one and a half seams yet to top stitch on the ribbon. I called some nearby friends, they didn't have any orange thread. I was I was getting worried. I had to go into town for something else (and lunch out on my day off I thought I might as well live it up and grab a quarter pounder). I was not surprised that nowhere in our little town could I find orange thread, but I did think in the quiet of my van that I could use clear or mono filament thread. So I was able to finish. No one will every know...well you know, but I doubt you will go looking for the difference.







The Gifts of Self varied--Suzanne's was cooking--she is amazing, Carole played a piano piece, Tim played his guitar and sang for us, Uncle David babysat T who had a fever the night of the Cousin's party, , J, G, &N with the help of Aunt Lora's soundtrack collection sang for us. Uncles John's gift of self was a tractor ride/farm tour. D had to get in on the tractor driving.
D loves hanging out with Tim. Poor thing is surrounded by girls so much of the time. He was asking of Tim would be at the farm weeks before we left.



There has been a long tradition of performing the "Norris Family Christmas Pageant" every year for a long time. This is how it works: Someone (Carole) designates scenes of the Christmas story to teams of the people who are there. If there are special guests They also participate, one year my brother came and got to be a "wise guy". This year the special guest was an older man who lived in the nearby small town and is the town historian...he maybe more appropriately got cast as a wise man.



Carole, Mr.
My kid's first cousin, Grace and one of their third cousins Emma (whose mom's maiden name is the same as my married name)
There are traditions with this gathering also. Generally there are organized games. It is held at a small town youth ministry center so many games are provided--D enjoyed 
G, Holly and Big D guitar hero
and J billiards.
The biggest tradition is the ham. I don't remember what started the ham. Anyhow there is this plastic ham that gets passed via a game or lottery and the winner gets to keep it for the year, improve it somehow, then bring it the next year to hand it off. One year some one attached a light bulb to it and it can be plugged in and lit. We added one of Todd's dad's Pacer bandannas shortly after his death the year we had it.
The passing of the ham from Jonathon to Bobbie
We got to my mom's for lunch. As the finishing touches were being done my brother grabbed his girlfriends (Kim) hand and held up to my face. A beautiful ring was on her left hand. 


Daniel received his first Lego set from my mom. Todd got him started and in no time he had it all put together.

The next day N and Mom went shopping as part of N's gift. G, J and I went to
We left right after dinner. The first half of the trip went great--sleeping children and great weather. Shortly after we got in to MI it started to rain and freeze. Around Lansing it stared to snow. It was very slow going. We finally got home after midnight and spent the next day reorganizing and relaxing.