Yes - it's been a little unproductive here in the "Land of Tartanscot." The last few days have been an exciting ride on the 'I-wonder-if-this-is-just-the-regular-bed-rest-and-fluids-flu-or-should-I-rush-to-the-hospital-flu-?' adventure. After several days of just feeling cruddy but, with nothing more than a low fever, I'm assuming that I'm in no true danger . . . in fact, I've been back in the office a bit today to slice through the mail (both in 'snail' and 'e' format) But, there is good news to balance everything out . . . and quite good news it is . . .
Either in some sort of fever-addled haze, or maybe it was the medication - but, last night, I had a crystal-clear, sparking vision of how I want the house to look for the holiday season this year. And not a moment too soon. Christmas is coming quickly!
Here's what I'm thinking so far - A canopy of garland stretching from the chandelier in the dining room to the four corners of the room. Maybe the antique German china on the table? Multiple trees decorated with nothing but simple, white lights. And I'm sure there will be pheasant feathers mixed in with the fresh greenery. And somehow, there will figs on the menu. and maybe a rich, warm lobster soup.
Hmmmmmm . . . still thinking . . .