Very tongue-in-cheek title, of course. My blogging mojo packed up and went on vacation for the early part of December and my Christmas spirit went with it. I was swamped with a freelance project and thus unable to even think about Christmas until only a few days before. Some of you may know that we had record amounts of snow here which foiled many attempts to get out and shop or run errands. What frustrated me most though, was not having time nor energy to make anything this year. No holiday crafts, no handmade gifts—not even cookies. This always makes me a little irrational and results in me becoming fixated on tiny things that don’t matter. An example? Two days before Christmas I acknowledged there would be no packages going out, let alone arriving to greet our far-flung families in a timely fashion so I decided the cards HAD to go out, at least. All 50+ cards (purchased last month at my favorite holiday sample sale) were written, assembled and ready to ship but—and here’s the nutty part—they had to have the nutcracker stamps!!!! I drove in the snow and ice to three different post-offices looking for nutcracker stamps!!!! Every one was sold out. I had to settle for the Botticelli stamps and it gnawed at me all day. KJA put it well: “That’s azy-cra!” Pig Latin for “What’s wrong with you? Get over yourself!”
I did indeed get over myself and all the angst about holiday lists and such on Christmas morning when I saw the joy in little faces and spent the morning peacefully on the couch watching the snow fall outside and listening to a play list created just for me, by Kirk.
And when looking back on the many photos taken and remembering all the lovely times had with friends, I saw that, in fact, none of it was bad at all.
