Quick Gift, Take Two!

 Christmas is bearing down on us like a runaway train!

Augh!!!  Is Macy's still open!? 

But if you live close to a Trader Joe's

(and if you don't, I'm sorry, because it's FANTASTIC)

then an easy gift is a Trader Joe's gift bag!

What makes this gift bag super-cool is I filled it with goodies I knew the recipient would like,

and

I made it a "Trader Joe's" gift bag by cutting out the TJ's logo from one of their bags,

and gluing it to a pretty holiday craft bag.

The tags, btw, are from one of my favorite charities:  Heifer International.

If you've waited too long and want to get me something for Christmas,

you could buy a goat (or part of a goat) for a little girl in Africa.

Because, how awesome are goats?

The answer is LOTS.

Goats are LOTS awesome.

AUGH! CHRISTMAS IS ALMOST HERE!!!

You need something for little Christmas gifts, STAT!

Not something too big;

not something that will make people feel like, "Dang, I didn't get anything for HER."

But, not something so impersonal that folks will say,

"Oh, you SHOULDN'T have stopped off at the gas station on the way here."

So, people, I give you the Tiny Gift sweet spot:

Snowman Poop.

I found the snowman graphic here,

printed them out on cardstock,

trimmed them to 1 1/2" by 4 1/4"

and stuck them to a Tic Tac container with two-sided scrapbooking tape.

I passed them out at work,

and included them with the gift cards I gave my family.

They got an appreciative giggle wherever they went.

P.S.  I got the original idea here for jack-o-lantern "seeds," 

and just changed it to poop.  As one does.

Christmas Without The Crazy

I can approach Christmas like one big ole' crybaby whinypants...

... but one of the things I do enjoy is Christmas lights.

My goal when putting them up is results somewhere between

"I don't give a rat's booty" ...

... and "Why, yes, I do start my day with an intravenous drip of espresso!"

How do I hit that holiday sweet spot?

By following

a 

few 

easy 

steps.

FIRST STEP!

Twinkle lights are your friends

as is just heaping the strings in piles on potted plants.

There are probably half a dozen lights out on this C7 string,

but it's not noticeable since their neighbors are flashing off and on anyway.

SECOND STEP!

Net lights are also a terrific invention; 

without any tedious wrapping they can easily cover a bush in seconds.

Yeah, it's not a great picture.  They do look cool in real life, though.

THIRD STEP!

Forget tall ladders!

If I can't reach it with a small stepstool, I don't bother.  

I used to climb all over the roof like a crazed spider monkey, and it took FOR-EV-ER

to finish with all the decorating.  No more!

FOURTH STEP!

Use what you have, so there's not a lot of clean-up/storage afterwards.

I have this cool felt Santa that goes over a lighted tomato cage,

that I place next to another light-wrapped, Christmas tree wannabe tomato cage.

As I said in another post,

I also drape lights over my leftover Halloween pumpkins for a fast and easy display.

After Christmas, the tomato cages will go back with the gardening supplies,

and the pumpkins?  Eh, I might leave the lights on for a bit longer.

FIFTH STEP!

Instead of tasteful, dainty white lights carefully strung around every bush and window,

focus on the entryway with lots of color and big lights.

Make your porch the focus of your house!

And now, 

THE LAST STEP!

If you take away nothing else from this entry but this last step,

you will thank me later.

It is the key to keeping myself from stressing out

over this Christmas chore  decorating opportunity.

What do I do when it is time to haul out the strings of C7s?

I wait until the daylight is almost gone, say, 4:30 pm or so...

... and THAT'S when I start decorating.

Yup, that way I have about an hour before it's too dark to see.

And when I can't see to work anymore?

I pack up whatever unstrung decorations are left, and put them away for the year.

That's it!

It's what I call "The Lazy Martha" approach!

(OF COURSE there are no images of "lazy Martha," 

so just try to imagine her in sweat pants and a ponytail.)

I'm (Not) In The Money!!!

The Sweet Man and I recently refinanced our mortgage,

and for reasons SO BORING you would keel over and die if I explained them,

we overpayed our property tax escrow account 

to the tune of you-could-buy-a-crappy-used-car-with-the-amount.

Youngsters, I give you the AMC Gremlin, a REAL CAR from the seventies.

So when I received an envelope from the escrow company this week 

that looked tantalizingly check-y, I was understandable excited.

Wooo!! Christmas just came early!!

BUT, when I opened the envelope?

Yes, you read that amount right.

The company generated,

signed,

enveloped,

addressed,

and STAMPED a check for...

FIVE FREAKIN' CENTS.

When I called the company to try to wrangle my ACTUAL amount owed,

Dan assured me that we would be receiving our refund,

since - in his words - the county wanted the correct amount "to the penny."

"It's funny you should mention 'pennies',"  I said,

and told him the tale of the Amazing Miniature Check.

So, wish me luck!

I'll be waiting by the mailbox.