13 more days...

I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm not looking forward to December 25th. I'm looking forward to December 26th! NO family, NO shopping, NO baking, NO decorating, NO holiday music, and if my Christmas wish comes true... NO husband. Kidding! Kidding! I kid. I think. It's just that rushing around preparing for the holidays has had me so aggravated that I've actually had daydreams of stabbing dearest in the ear with a peppermint stick while he naps. Granted, these same daydreams are mixed in with thoughts of Edward Cullen, winning the lottery, a perfect size six and John Cusack showing up on my front doorstep with a can of Diet Coke, my favorite cookies (Nutter Butters), and his personal copy of Say Anything stating, "You need a break. Sit on the couch with me and we'll watch a movie while I rub your feet". So seeing as how only the death by peppermint stick is feesible, that's the one I'm clinging to.

I've been working non-stop on finishing up all my holiday cards. I finally finished making them last night around 11PM. I made 28 cards total! Who knew that I liked that many people? I mean, I could have probably cut it down to 23 or so if I were truly honest with myself. Not receiving a card from me may hurt Mom and all, but she'd understand. She's a champ. And it's very important for everyone to remember that I'm kidding! I think. Did I just hear a car door? John Cusack? Is that you?

Twinkly Lights & Revelations

Well, it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas around here. I spent last Sunday decorating the tree, our mantel and the dining room for the holidays. Clearly however, I was bedazzled by the twinkly lights and incessant jingling of bells. Because when I walked out the front door on Monday morning, headed for work, I realized that I still had a fall wreath on the door, a pumpkin and a crazy-eyed turkey flag still hanging around. I know... I know... I'm so pretty. ~pinching own cheeks~

I'll take care of the autumn stragglers this weekend. I promise. I think. Well, I hope. Providing, of course, that I don't stumble across a marathon of Project Runway. Or perhaps decide that my Florida winter will not be complete until I rush out and purchase that door buster 40% off 2" thick woolen sweater featuring a pudgy penguin in a Santa hat. You doubt me?

What I am positive about, however, is that I desperately need to get all of my cards addressed and go grocery shopping for my cookie baking frenzy (which is slated for next weekend). I have big plans. Big, big, big plans! Plans that involve 2 different kinds of fudge and 6 different kinds of cookies. Shoot me. Shoot me now. It really seemed a dandy idea a month ago when I had visions of sugarplums dancing about in my pretty little head. ~pinching cheeks again~

Four weeks later those shimmying sugarplums are no longer tripping the light fantastic. Instead they've started heckling me and are lobbing pieces of six year old, stuck together ribbon candy that they found in my grandmother's candy dish. Ummm... just a side note. Six year old, stuck together ribbon candy really isn't that bad. It's quite tacky and tends to stick to ones teeth, but it's still very much edible and doesn't appear to cause any unforseen side effects. Or so I've heard. Someone told me... once. Or maybe I read it somewhere. Not... really... sure...

OK! Yes! Moving on. My Creative Scrapbook had the big reveal of their December kits today. This time around I had the pleasure of working with the Mini/Creative Kit and the Limited Edition Add-On Kits. I was just over at their site and it looks like a few of the kits have already sold out! So hurry... don't dwaddle! That ribbon candy will still be here when you get back. Trust me.

Limited Edition Add-On Kit #1



Limited Edition Add-On Kit #2



And lastly, the Mini/Creative Kit:


While we're on the subject of My Creative Scrapbook, I feel it's also necessary to mention that I'm hosting a challenge this month. In an effort to avoid public humiliation and a possible late night "nobody loves me, nobody cares" feeding frenzy, I encourage you (translate: beg of you) to play along with me.

Click here to view the details of the "Humor Julie So That She Won't Consume Insane Amounts Of Raw Cookie Dough" Challenge.