I am off for two whole days to get ready for the fair. I plan on going to the store for my baking supplies tomorrow morning, though I will have to check the cupboards to see if we have the stuff I need for my cookies. Everyone always complains about I never check the cupboards, but they have never been there when I've ran out of vanilla mid recipe. With 3 cats, you simply CAN NOT leave batter sit for a store run, unless you enjoy a little extra protein from the cat hair in the cookies. And then I get mad, and then I feel like a cruddy pet parent because I've started screaming, "Golaydown, dammit, golaydown, whatiswrongwithyou, doyouwantmetogethewadderboddle." They look at me like I've kicked them, but I guess you would too if a loved one found your saliva distasteful.
I also have to finish two projects. Per my darling aunt's comment under the wallhanging finish, it would look better with buttons and a rod. Or maybe a stick out the yard--I don't know yet. I also have to sit down and finish Santa's Unexpected Gift into an ornament. Despite my complaining, I am really proud of that ornament. AndI hope it does well.