This last week has been crazy. Like many of you, it's all about baking..
Baking in my adorable new apron, that is...
I dare say, I`d wear this over my jeans in the summer.
Baking with my girl, who eats more of the icing than she applies...
This week also included a lot of glittering...
Ugly old candlesticks are now sparkly and new...
This meant..you guessed it, more baking.
School pressure - anyone know what I`m talking about here!
And this is pre-school.
Also, trying to be the perfect festive mom. Decorating, crafting, gingerbread houses, shopping, festive light tours, train rides..
But how can we not do these things. This is what it`s all about.
On top of all that, a lot of styling jobs, multiple 3am jam making nights, deliveries and shipments, holiday luncheon parties, craft fairs, and of course, more baking.
By tuesday morning, I couldn't breathe.
Off to the emergency.
I have pneumonia, bronchitis, and I tore the muscles between my ribs from coughing.
I guess that would be my wall. It`s taller than I thought it would be. I hit it hard.
Super mom/super career gal fails.
But the drugs are swell. Now, I can fly.