Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Every year at about this time, whatever shred of self-awareness I have completely disappears.
Next Christmas, I always imagine, I will give everyone a beautifully hand-made gift. I should start TODAY!
Some crafty, artistic souls actually manage to do this. You would think that at my age, I would have learned that I am not ever going to be one of those people. Still, like the mom in the Zits comic above, I like to dream.
This year, I did actually manage to make some penuche and chocolate chip cookies for our youngest son who lives near by. That counts for something, doesn't it?
I have eighteen (!) more school days left in my teaching career. On Friday, January 27, at 2:33 pm, I will be officially retired.
Ah, I think, then I will finally have time for all of those craft projects I have been imagining all these years.
Beware, family members: there may be a nice pile of fabric squares in your future.
For now, I'm off to try to finish that sweater I started knitting for granddaughter Margie 'way back last February. At least I had enough self-awareness a year ago to pick a pattern that was a generous size bigger than she was then.
Perhaps next year, Margie would prefer some penuche for Christmas.