Author: karenlee

Her tongue was as sharp as her pencil. Stop by and meet our Malevolent Matriarch!

Itchy Fingers

I hadn’t planned on threading my needle again until the grandkids came along. I’m still waiting on my future angels, but I’ve had itchy fingers. I needed to let my quilting self out. Let her create. Once I gave her permission, all $@^(&^$@ broke loose. First, I set up my room. The fabric you see…

“Bless My Whiskers”

When our son left for Vietnam a few weeks ago, the bee in my bonnet woke up. Andrew doesn’t know it yet, but he’s been moved to the upper attic. I took back his room–he doesn’t know that either–and reclaimed our guestroom. So now, our second floor consists of my office/sewing room and our newly…

“Prize Winning” Mincemeat?

At this year’s Christmas party we were prompted to tell a story, a funny tale, of something that happened in Christmases past. Applause at the end dictated who “won.” But, I’ll get back to that. The husband LOVES mincemeat. I’d say he’s fairly obsessed. He loves it so much that when one of my elderly…

Glittering Stars

I read a great post today about holiday stress by my friend Janet on her blog Aunt Beulah. The post is titled Stresses of the Season. It is worth the read as we slide on into the 24th of December. Janet’s words touched my heart and made me squirm because I have been known to…