Chirky

This weekend my husband survived The Battle of the Estrogen, an all-too-rare gathering of female minds and bodies for the purpose of being loud, girly, and eating tons of junk food.

Friday we started early with a scrapbooking party at my place. Except some (one) don't (didn't) scrapbook, so she (Holly) sat on the couch with her knitting needles and yarn and proceeded to create the world's widest scarf, worthy of a Guinness record.

This picture really doesn't do it justice. I'm sure Holly will correct me, but I think it might have been 18 inches wide.

The rest of us worked on our scrapbooks and chatted and watched The Princess Bride and stayed up until 3am giggling and cropping (and knitting).

Notice the checkbook laying open, so that I can pay for all the products I'm finding. Something tells me that I should become a Consultant, just so I can get the discount.

Much better!

The next morning, we woke up early and picked up where we left off. Before they got out of bed, I managed to snap a few pictures of the slumbering party.

Holly, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. Notice JCol hiding under her sleeping bag in the background.

JCol caught me just before I was about to snap the picture.

She's like a turtle, hiding her head whenever danger approaches.

Aha! But I tricked her!

She's like that neighbor on Home Improvement that always has a portion of his face hiding.

Sandy is so excited to be scrapbooking at my house so early in the morning!

(Or maybe she just took a bite of my delicious banana bread!)

We made enough racket to wake the dead Katie, and she joined JCol and Holly on the couch while we watched Hitch.

Katie, you look so cute and snuggly!

I am concentrating VERY HARD, what with the cutting and the sharp scissors and the lines that I must not cross.