Would you wear this sweater?

Today is National Ugly Christmas Sweater Day.

Do you have a holiday sweater? I have one--but I didn't buy it. After my mother passed, I acquired hers. It's H-E-A-V-Y and so far I haven't worn it, but I'm planning on wearing it tomorrow when Mr. L takes me out to lunch to celebrate the season.

Can you imagine my character, Tricia, wearing one?  I honestly can't. I can, however, see Angelica wearing one. I think her granddaughter, Sofia, would love it. And I can see her buying them the same sweater.

Do you have an ugly Christmas sweater?

Here comes Miss Marple as Santa Paws!

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!

My weekend thrifting haul--check it out!

Just a few things I got this weekend while thrifting. The little candle rings with the bird ornaments were in a $1 bag along with little mercury glass balls that I will transform into earrings for my November craft show. I think they look adorable and I’m going to use them as is to decorate one of my coffee tables. (Um, doesn’t everyone have five separate sitting areas?) The tray is unusual in that it has feet.


The little vase was choked with roots and dirt. That took a little work cleaning up. The mug is Syracuse China and I already had a small bowl that matches, so this was something I wanted.  Mr. L collects vintage cocktail shakers, and he didn't have anything this one, which looks like it might be from the 1950s.


This darling little needlepoint pillow came from the good rummage sale for a buck. It really needs to be cleaned, but I’m not sure what to use. This is where a girl needs her Mother. My mother had so much knowledge, especially about the “domestic arts.” She did every kind of needlecraft there was, from sewing, to cross stitch, to knitting—she did it all and well (although quilting was her favorite). The back is velveteen and the pillow inside is going into the washing machine with my towels. My Mum had this special detergent (very gentle) for washing sweaters and you don’t even need to rinse. Just soak. I wondered if that would be something to use on the needlepoint. Please, let me know what you think about that. Thanks.



This adorable little bucket and the two pumpkins were part of two displays at one of the sales and the sign said, “10¢ to $1 – Pay what you want.” Holy smoke, did they have a lot of cute stuff. I paid $5 for everything and the woman was happy to “get rid of some of mom’s crap” and I was happy to get so many silk flowers and other cute stuff. I love the little bucket. It’s adorable and something cute (and probably silk) will go in it.

To see everything else I found, check out my Facebook Group page, Lorraine's Perpetual Tea Party Page. Here's a link.

So, what's your favorite?

Not so easy entertaining

It's been quite a long time since Mr. L and I entertained people other than family. We used to host a holiday party every year, but that kind of fizzled out. But last week we invited our neighbors for a get-together.

Wow. I'd forgotten how much work that can be. I had to CLEAN the house. The cleaning ladies came on Monday, but our guests arrived 4 days later. With cats, there's always a lot of crud. Puke. Litter. Yeah, they may be the only self-cleaning things in the house, but they make a lot of mess.  And Chester litters the house with the toys he "kills" several times a day. (Oy, those hunter victory cries can make your hair stand on end,)

I finally got to do some baking. I LOVE to bake, but seldom have anyone to bake for and if I did it would just be us eating the stuff and ... CALORIES. So I don't bake nearly as often as I would like. I decided to do two different cookies: chocolate truffles and chocolate chip cookies. I was going to make shortbread and cut-out cookies, too, but then ... I caught a cold. OH NO!  I've done nothing but wash my hands and slather myself in Purel for a week now.

The big night arrived and ... uh-oh, only three of the four arrived at our door.  Mr. H had a stomach bug, which was bad for him, and disappointing for us.

I bought two bags of holiday (red and green) M&Ms -- because, hey, M&Ms. And why not send her children back home all hyped up with sugar, right? (That's a joke.) But -- nobody touched them. Uh-oh. Somebody is going to have to eat them.  (Raising my hand for designated M&M eater.)

Of course, I made my mother's famous "pink" dip, which was a big hit. (She got the recipe out of the TV guide one December back in the early 1960s -- and the ad was sponsored by the Hallmark Hall of Fame TV show.) With the dip we had chips and carrots and celery (the latter two were intended for me, but the cold was getting worse and who wants to eat when they can't taste anything?).

One of the kids complained about a rocky stomach about a half hour in.  I left the room to get something and came back to hear, "And he's vomited six times."

OMG -- I felt so sorry for the kid, who had obviously caught the same bug as his Dad, but then I cringed in horror.  I was already in the throws of a bad cold. Would I get the bug, too?  (So far, so good.)

My neighbor took her youngest home just as the pizzas arrived, and we chowed down with her oldest son, who is a budding artist, so he and Mr. L had a lot to talk about. I showed him some of the paintings Mr. L has done, and he was impressed.

My neighbor came back and we had a good time talking for an hour or so, but then everybody seemed to be drooping. I'd been awake for about 18 hours, so I was definitely pooped. (One of these days I'm going to learn how to sleep through the night).

So our first foray into entertaining in years wasn't such a hit. The next day, the cold hit me even harder. I spent the entire weekend lying in the recliner like a beached whale. But at least I got a lot of editing done on YULE BE DEAD, the 5th Victoria Square novel, which will be out next December (2018).

So, will we be entertaining next year? I've got about 355 days to decide.

Have you had less than successful gatherings? Tell all!