Once winter vacation starts, December is usually a happy, restful, and rejuvenating month for me.
This year, unexpectedly, my time has been spent performing traditional tasks mostly due to obligation, not joyful intentions. Work was draining, right to the very end of the semester, and I worked through my first weekend at home cleaning, sorting, and decorating when I really would have preferred to have slept for hours on end. Though I've heard of blue Christmases happening to others, it's still difficult trying to hide my disappointment as I wonder just what has happened to the long term peace and contentment that the holiday break from teaching usually provides. I might need to practice mindful breathing, as my usual physical and emotional exhale hasn't naturally occurred yet.
There were lovely moments this month, to be sure. Unwrapping ornaments and decorating our tree is always a favorite job of mine, and I enjoyed reminiscing over Christmases past as I hung each decoration:
I was pleasantly surprised to see how many friends and family had returned to sending actual Christmas cards via post:
I baked and mailed cookies:
... and celebrated my 46th birthday crying and squealing with glee when I opened up my new iMac. The monitor is incredible, and I can't tell you how much I'm looking forward to all of the blog posts, Twitter chats, pinning, and creating that will occur at my fingertips in the upcoming year. The computer has already found its new home in my Crafty Nook:
Over the past few days I've binge-watched prior seasons of Game of Thrones and Fixer Upper, crocheted, and hidden downstairs in the crafty nook:
I've had ~much~ too much coffee and fruitcake, and have sat quietly looking out the window at the piddly amount (yes, PIDDLY) of snow that has fallen, causing me to conclude that I'll have to depend upon my silver tinsel tree for any real winter sparkle:
No one remembered to find the pickle ornament this year on our green tree, which has caused me actual sadness. "Remind the kids" is the simplest and most expedient solution (and one I used several years ago without blinking an eye) but this month my brain seems to want to wallow in grief, which is really starting to piss me off.
What is this?
Teacher burn out? Peri-menopause? Global warming? Too much time on social media, with all of the gaslighting, spin, and overuse of "OMG, you won't BELIEVE" or "wars" and "outrage" on and over anything and everything? Anxiety, anger, and intolerance do nothing but drain me. For someone already exhausted from work, I need beauty, breathing and rest to counteract this funk.
I have four days before I return to work. Time to giggle over the cat playing in the blanket that covers my lap:
... and joyful discoveries like The Fourth Grader having set the breakfast table:
... and time to tell him (and Godzilla) to find the pickle.
Sunday, October 18, 2015
Look what came in the mail! This year's ornaments from Sarah's Halloween Ornament Swap in all their spooky-sweet glory! They're all fabulous additions to my silver tinsel tree and the mini-mantel behind it:
Michelle and Ashley made this sparkly witch's broom...
Beth made this skeleton gal, all dolled up and ready to party in her twirly candy cane skirt and spider/boa fascinator (her toenails are even polished!).
Marci made this dandy- love his top hat!
Keri made a little fireplace vignette- look at the teeny-tiny mouse in the lower left corner!
Sarah managed to get this little mouse to wear a witch's hat and perch atop a glittery pumpkin, INSIDE a very small glass bulb! Oh yes, this one is hung ~well~ out of reach of Buck-the-Cat.
Something delicious (or carnivorous?) must have been brewing in this witch's cauldron from Beth the Second!
Meghan made this super glossy acorn jack-o-lantern, another ornament that would be v-e-r-y tempting for my cat!
What ornaments did I create for these wonderful swappers? Last year I came across a bag of vintage cupcake picks- I actually REMEMBER seeing these jacks, skellies, cats, and witches on bakery shop cupcakes when I was a little girl:
Dumping them out onto the middle of my craft table, they were quickly joined by autumn colored yo-yos, floss, beads, ribbon, tatty lace, star spangles, mini-tins, batting, and denim. I decided to make little Halloween dancers.
Bagged and tagged, the ornaments were mailed off to Sarah, who divvied them up, repacked boxes, and mailed the exchanged ornies back to us in time for Halloween!
Thank you for the lovely ornaments, ladies, and Happy Halloween!
Saturday, October 3, 2015
I've finally participated in enough Halloween ornament swaps: this year I have a Halloween tree!
When I purchased the silver tinsel tree on clearance after Christmas last year, I thought it would be perfect for ~this~ Christmas, but when I encountered it as I was pulling Halloween decor out of storage, I realized it would provide the perfect backdrop for many of the darker ornaments I've received.
A tabletop tree also helps immensely with Buck the Mouse Killer, Houseplant Digger and all around Messer-Upper roaming these premises:
Yes, that's Cool Whip on his nose.
But I digress.
Skulls, ghosts, jack-o-lanterns, skeletons, spiders, witch hats, haunted houses and bats all fit on the tree:
Even Edgar Allan Poe has a place of honor reserved for him among the branches:
Halloween is one of my favorite times of the year, thanks to these wonderful ornaments and the crafty friends who created them!
My ornaments have been made, bagged, tagged and mailed to Sarah over at Makin Projiks for this year's swap. I can't wait to see what everyone else has made that will be added to the tree!
Monday, September 7, 2015
Though we've lived in Kansas for ten years, we've never stood in a field of sunflowers ~until today~.
Dear Husband, the Fourth Grader and I decided to drive to Grinter Farms, about a half hour away from where we live, to see the sunflower fields that many of our friends have shared photos of via social media.
Early morning rain made the colors ~pop~, and we were soaked and muddy by the end of our walk. But let me tell you, the extra load of laundry was worth it:
The Fourth Grader was excited to see how tall the flowers were, and enjoyed roaming through the field. He was soaked by the time we finished.
Can you say GORGEOUS?
Where's The Fourth Grader?
"It's as big as my head, Mom!"
The Fourth Grader wanted to take a photo too:
I had to take a sunflower selfie before the rain chased me off:
What a fun way to spend Labor Day!