I have somehow lost an entire week. How very careless of me. For some insane reason I thought I still had another week before Christmas. But no, it turns out Christmas is next week. On the 25th. Like always. I really don’t know what I was thinking.
We are doing Secret Santa at work this week and I am having a lot of fun with it. I will tell you more about it later if I remember. But on the off chance my secret santa might see this, mum’s the word for now.
And speaking of work, things at the bookstore are crazy busy. This is to be expected. I am enjoying it. Although I do wish I understood why so many people who are Christmas shopping are so crabby. Christmas shopping is fun! You shouldn’t be crabby, you should be enjoying yourself. And don’t forget to take a candy cane from the basket on your way in or out. Or on your way in and on your way out if you really like candy canes.
It looks like we are going to have a winter storm here tomorrow, which is kind of stressing me out in the way that winter storms always do. Especially since I have to work until 9 tomorrow night, which means I will probably be driving home mid-blizzard. I am not excited about this.
And finally, the Christmas knitting is almost done. The key word there is almost. Knit without ceasing.
That is all.
Hey look It’s snowing here! Cool.
Not snowing here though. In general I hate snow. It makes me angry. I know, I know, that doesn’t make any sense but it’s true. But I do like a white Christmas and it looks like that will elude us this year. Oh well.
I know it has been a while but I have been busy. I work at a bookstore and for those of you that live under a rock let me tell you this:
So work has been a madhouse and when I get home I am too tired to do anything. I don’t even have my Christmas shopping done yet. Or my Christmas cards. Those are on my list for tomorrow though. The Christmas cards, not the shopping. I still have to figure out what I am doing for some of that. I guess I better figure it out fast huh?
And the Christmas knitting…oh the Christmas knitting.
But the tree is up, and so is the Christmas Pig. He looks so cute. And I do love this time of year. Crazy work schedule and all.
I hope you are all having a happy Holiday season. Are you behind schedule too?
Oh, and happy 12/12/12. There, I said it.
It is six months until Christmas. Just thought I would let you all know.
I made this over the weekend.
I think he’s pretty cute. And a lot of you may or may not be getting one for Christmas, so pretend you didn’t see anything.
Oh, the Christmas knitting. Now that all the presents have been opened (and for quite some time) I can finally show you what I was working on all December.
Santa remembered the presents this year, so that’s an improvement. But we are pretty sure the jig is up. When the Peskeis were leaving a snack for Santa I heard Princess O tell the C-Man “maybe we should leave her a Diet Coke”. Oh well.
I hope you all have a Merry Christmas and that Santa was good to all of you.
I don’t really know how or why the Christmas Pig became part of our family tradition here, but it is.
Behold the original Christmas Pig in all his splendor and glory on the front porch:
You can even see our Christmas tree through the window behind him.
And then, of course there is the Christmas Pig’s best friend:
He’s awesome. When you pull his tail he squeals, when you squeeze his ear he walks and oinks “Jingle Bells”. It is impossible to resist.
This ornament actually belongs to the C-Man and he’s really so cute:
We even have Christmas Pig cookies
What’s not to love?
I love Christmas music, and I even love this song, but it makes me cry Every Single Time. And that includes all times of year and in all locations. For example, I cried when I heard it at the Bronners Christmas store in July one year. And I would probably even cry if I heard it while I was sitting in my parent’s living room.
This year it seems like I hear it everywhere. I have lost count of the number of times I have choked up in the WalMart in the past couple of weeks. It’s really very annoying. You would think I’d get over it wouldn’t you?
…how scratchy are thy branches.
Big doings with the Christmas tree this year. We have an artificial tree, one that I purchased at a Big Box store that shall remain nameless about five or six years ago. It was one of the pre-lit trees and I have always liked it very much.
Well, for the last two years the lights have not worked on one section. I finally took that strand off and just added my own lights there. Problem solved.
And every year at about this time I start looking at new artificial trees and thinking I cannot find one I like as much as the one I have.
This year when I put the tree up a good 2/3 of the lights were not working. Dammit (sorry mom). What to do? What to do? Should I bite the bullet and go get a new tree? Even though I cannot find one I love? Or do I bite the other bullet and remove all the lights from this tree and add my own?
In the end I opted for bullet number two. It took me (well, Tom actually did a lot of it) approximately 4 hours total to undo the lights. Oh the humanity. It required infinite patience and a pair of scissors. Then I had to put new lights on.
Now my hands are all scratched up. And we haven’t even put the ornaments on it yet.
PS – this is my 1,000th post. Are you impressed?
Like my tattoo?
It’s henna. I really, really like it, but I know I am far too wimpy to ever get a real tattoo.
I cannot get enough of this song right now:
I’m not loving the video but the song is great. Apparently I like Train. I had no idea until my iPod told me.
I think palm trees would make an excellent addition to the backyard.
Oh, and by the way, it is exactly six months until Christmas.