Thursday, November 19, 2009
I'm working on some Christmas Stockings for a neighbor. She's done all the hard work and I'm just stitching up the foot on both of them (side note: if you decide to search google images for retro stockings so you won't have to shoot a photo to post, be sure to add the word Christmas, first. Trust me).
I'm also finishing up this pattern in matching raspberry colored dresses for two of my new nieces. They're all done except for buttons. Button, button who's got the button? Why is it always the little things that trip me up? I vow to finish these AND send them before Thanksgiving.
I took Michelle for her first eyebrow waxing tonight (only $5) and my mom thinks she's far too young (side note: I've NEVER had my own brows waxed). This daughter's brows tend to be rather full and she has a tweezers phobia, hence the waxing. It was no big deal although thinking about it very nearly gave her an ulcer. Her brows are still full, but have now been tamed. Thoughts?
I am seriously considering instituting a global hand-made Christmas, meaning that all gifts this year (for friends, extended and immediate family) will be hand-made. This means I had better get busy. I want to make mittens and matching hats for my nieces, a scarf for my sister, and a hat for her hubby. I'd like to make socks for everyone in my family because nothing beats a scrumptious pair of socks in the winter (maybe I'm going too far and should tuck a gift card in each pair so they don't feel completely gypped). It's too late to make (and finish) the blankets for my mom and mother-in-law, so tell me is an IOU too tacky?
I feel like I'm caving to commercialism whenever I buy a gift, but when I don't I feel like I've cheated them out of their due. Thoughts?