(To ye readers of google: this partially completed post showed up earlier today, thanks a 2 year old with mad skills on how to jack up a desktop and publish something; since the cat's out of the bag, so to speak, here it is with some coherence)
So, some neighbors asked me about being part of the local children's hospital fundraiser; this fundraiser is Christmas themed, and is held in November.
Yep. I'm talking Christmas. Christmas in July. And it ain't July yet.
Anywho, I've got all kinds of Christmas decor ideas rolling around in the ole noggin. AND I get to make some Christmas crapts for it, too. (will they take my crapts?)
And then I remembered this moment when the babe was 6 weeks old at that very hospital, and how it was the worst days (and nights) of my freakin' life, and she wasn't even really sick like the other poor kids in there.
(please excuse me while I go have another panic attack just looking at this picture)
And I's all, "count me in, muchachas."
And then I signed up for the Christmas in July gift exchange.
And my mother said, "Why in the world would you do that? Sounds like barf."*
(*not a direct quote.)
It seemed like a good, clean fun idea! I've got all these ideas rolling around in the ole brain for the holiday; why not? *
(*note: should've listened to my mom)
So I started planning and making. Mostly just planning. 's hard to get stuff done only when the kids are sleeping.
See, I made this a couple years ago:
Still like it.
(note to self: make new one with all family members)
I see this
in a ginormous print. Big, chunky frame.
Or this. You know, if you're a fan.
Otherwise you just might not get it.
I see lots of old-looking signs. . .
(this 'uns in saved "to cut" stencil format only)
Or these ones I already did make.
See, I thought it'd be great to do some signs like these in my kitchen:
but Christmas style. And in English.
Like so. These are going to my exchangee. (If she hates them, do you think I can have them back?)
Or something like this. Well, imagine these without a ginormous pair of dice next door. Envision strings of cranberries, candles, and stockings hanging down, if you will.
Sigh. So many ideas, so little time.
I don't know-- my fireplace just might need this hanging above it.
But there's just so many options.