...and it changes everything.
I'm sworn to absolute secrecy for two more weeks. But I can give you some clues.
My whole life has revolved around this one thing for more than three years.
It is wonderful.
And I cannot tell you what it is. For a couple of more weeks.
In a couple of more weeks, I'll share an amazing video with you. In two more weeks, I have the official go ahead to share my secret with you. :)
Meantime, the break I've taken from blogging has rejuvinated me. I'm actually working on cross stitch projects! I haven't done crafts for almost two years, I got so completely burned out with the little shop I did for a while.
Suddenly I'm making Barbie doll clothes for a certain little miss someone, and yesterday I brought out a quilt I pieced twelve years ago. Time to get it done now, and it's hand quilted. But only because I started it that way - I simply must get my sister Bev to tell me everything she knows about machine quilting.
Life is good. We are all well. My favorite little boy (Cameron) is five. More amazing is that my favorite little girl (Avery) just turned three and boy, she's a pistol! She's her mommy personified and that's because I begged God to someday give Krissy a daughter just like herself. LOL (paybacks) She's completely potty trained and will thank you very much to tell her how cute her Tinkerbell big girl panties are. LOL
Oh my word, my little grandchildren are growing by leaps and bounds.
I sometimes feel a bit guilty that I'm actually noticing every single thing about how they're growing. I know I went through all of this with Krissy and Mandy, but I worked full time. They were both involved in so many things (softball, volleyall, gymnastics, girl scouts, cheerleading, and on and on and on....) and I had a husband who worked nights and I was so crazy busy, I honestly don't remember the little details of raising my own two precious daughters.
But Krissy's kids? I'm aware of every last single detail, from the way Cameron is walking around my house counting to five hundred, to the way Avery is letting me know she's big and doesn't need my help in the bathroom.
Thank you for that last one, God. You knew. I was about over the whole potty training thing anyway. LOL
To all of you who have emailed me behind the scenes, telling you me miss me, and hope that I'm OK...I'm OK. I just completely burned myself out and hit a wall. All I could think was, "What can I possibly say that anyone wants to hear?"
Remember that horrendous spring cleaning I did two years ago? I cleaned this house so ruthlessly that I totally skipped spring cleaning last spring. So this spring I'm paying for that. Big time. Oh my word, the cleaning! And it's like having babies...women my age just shouldn't do it. LOL
But spring cleaning I am. Me and Advil.
I'll be letting you in on that secret very soon. :)