A New Year

Okay, I have had two weeks to get used to the fact that it is now 2012 - I am still in full denial. My post Christmas ritual is to scrapbook, watch Food network TV and live in my pajamas for a full week. Well, that did not happen this year and I am still pissy. I feel like I got gyped (is that a word, or should it be spelled jyped?) Any how, I am still mad and cranky. There was no scrapbooking, due to the STUPID programming on Food Network TV, there was no episodes worth viewing and I had to work most of the week between the two holidays. IT SUCKED!!! That is my break, my breath of fresh air, the time to recharge my batteries, test some new recipes, beat out a batch of bread and cookies and just chill. HA!
What I did accomplish is satisfying, to be sure, but not relaxing. Can I just rant a few minutes about the evils of having to do inventory during your holidays? I just feel the need to write Revenue Canada and tell them that doing inventory is worse than just about anything I can think of. We did get the workshop cleaned, things organized and a lot of crap cleaned out of the corners. Boxes of supplies were mailed out to the designers, the windows got washed (on the outside) and is that ever a statement about the type of winter we have been having so far! We got to the very back of the green closet - that is quite the feat. But, in the end, the satisfaction of starting the New Year in an organized work space was not worth missing out on a totally relaxing week!
And who in the hell is charge of the holiday programming on Food Network, I want to know! I feel the need to stage a protest in opposition of stupid, stupid marathon episodes of Dinner Party Wars and Restaurant Impossible. Who watches those shows? What I wanted was the inspiration to jump up and grab a mixing bowl and try out a batch of, say for instance, Maggie's Decadent Brownies or blend up a batch of Strawberry Sorbet with ginger cookies. Okay, Cindy, get over it - it isn't all about you! Suck it up, life isn't fair!
I did get to move my supplies into my new scrapbook room and that was so, so fun. I reconnected with quite a bit of stuff that I have not seen in a few years. Many of my personal scrapbooking supplies, up until this fall, were still packed in my basement, mixed up with the stuff from the Bloomin' Inn. I just camped out in my new room, along with cups and cups of coffee and drooled over all of the pretty ribbons and flowers that I have collected over the years. In about three days, all of the virgin cupboards were full and I was as proud as a new mother and a baby! My island is the last piece of the puzzle to arrive and so the room still looks like you can move around in it. When it comes, then the room will be complete and I can get to work. Right now, I can not stop myself from going into the room, turning on the light, looking around, smiling and then leaving. Unfortunately, my parents thought it was more important to go to Hawaii than finish my island, so I wait. Pissy.
I posted three photos of one of the cabinets in our MNC newsletter, just like a new mama shows off photos of the newborn. Next month, I am going to show off the next cabinet in the series - the one that was designed to hold my stamps. I promised not to tell anyone who made them, because my Dad is still "twitching" from the experience! However, I have to mention that my Dad rocks!! When I was so depressed that our hay had not sold and I could not order the cabinets that I wanted, Dad came to the rescue!!! I had just put them on the back burner - you know, a farmer always says "next year" and next year never comes. Well, my dear papa pulled out his tools and talked to my husband (remember that he was the one that was kicking my scrapbook supplies around for the past summer and muttering under his breath about "this stupid crap") and two days before Christmas, they surprised me with the first cabinet, a collaboration between my parents and my husband. I don't think I will ever get a present again for the rest of my life - or care! I have a scrapbook room!