Christmasing

Dear Santa, I’ve been Christmassing for a few days now.

What’s Christmasing, you say?

Well, its a little of everything in this case, Santa. But, in its crudest sense, it’s amassing as large amount of stuff to gift as you can in about two to three days.

Translation: Christmasing is hard work!!

It’s deciding at the last minute your going to make all of your Christmas cards this year. For everyone. All of them. Last minute. Yep.

It’s hanging incomplete stockings at the last minute, knowing they’d better have names on them by the time the grandmothers come visit or you’ll never hear the end of it. They’re done now…And, apparently, Christmasing is also wrestling tinsel pipe cleaners into names written in cursive too, Santa. Who in the world thought that up???

It’s deciding who gets which card…which is totally based on who we know is going to refrain from tossing it in the garbage, lol.

It’s all but kicking yourself for deciding to go handmade when you know good and well your stamping skills are mediocre at best.

And it’s finding all the different ways you can say pretty much the same thing 10 different times, lol!

See what I mean?

Christmasing means putting aside the projects that won’t get you an FO to gift at the last minute. Sigh.

It’s also picking up new people for the Christmas gifting list…

Case in point, the boyfriend. He sent this gift to me at work this past week. So cute! My friends and I ooohed and aaaahed over them for at least an hour before I could focus on anything work related again.

So, of course, it goes without saying, Santa, that Christmasing is not getting outdone in the gifting department.

It’s starting a last minute knit for a knit-worthy person, refueling every so often with some hot chocolate. Here, I knit up a quick face cloth to go with a beard grooming kit I found at a store in Newark.