I've just returned from a 4 day weekend of scrapbooking. I am exhausted. Hour after hour sitting in a chair and trying to be creative with my limited number of supplies is tiring! I brought all my supplies and I probably had a third of what everyone else had. In my defense, I've probably been doing it less than everyone else, too. I'm proud of my pages, however time consuming. I even had a massage while I was there. Mmmmm. I should make that a monthly event.
But I am glad to be home. I was missing Brian and the girls and to be honest, they weren't really feeding me often enough! Of course, some of that has to do with the baby, but still, if I start getting hungry, I start getting nauseated, and that's not the fun part. I had my own twin bed and sharing a room wasn't bad. Certainly better than sharing a bed with women you hardly know.
I had been begging Brian for an electric blanket for our bed so that I wouldn't get pneumonia every night during the winter season, and for Christmas, he delivered. Last night was the first night to use it. What a treat to turn that thing on and climb into bed with my magazine 30 minutes later and the bed was warm!!! I even turned it off in the middle of the night because I was downright hot. Maybe someday we can live in a house that is actually warm in the winter and cool in the summer...
I picked out fabric for my next quilting project and I hope to have it all completed by the first of May. I intend to take advantage of whatever surge of energy I have in this next trimester to get some quilting projects completed. After a brain-numbing weekend of scrapbooking, I am looking forward to a different challenge.