I learned that stringing popcorn is a zen master skill.
But I noticed the only shaft of sunlight that happened all day as I was trying to master my needle and thread.
And then I decided that the ladies would enjoy popcorn and cranberries, even if they weren't strung up prettily.
And got locked out of the house by my child while I was daydreaming in the snow. (Fortunately, he let me back in quickly!)
And then we picked up Dada for a few trips down the hill.
And ended at home, knitting (a bit frantically, I'll confess) and watching "White Christmas".