I decided this year to try my best and either give home-made gifts or to buy local for Christmas. Surprisingly, it has not been that difficult. Sure, there are a lot of things that I have to buy that are mass-produced like an Ipod, Lego, or soccer gear, but I am pleased to say that the majority of the gifts I am giving to people larger than 5 feet tall are home-made. This Saturday, Dec. 8, there is a craft sale being hosted by a local Alpaca farm here on the Kingston Peninsula, and I am so excited to go! I think a pair of warm, Alpaca mittens would make an excellent stocking stuffer. I teased Zoe that maybe they could even make her a pair of Alpaca soccer shorts, but she did not find that amusing . . . sheesh . . . teenagers!
Anyhoo . . .
So, it's really killing me that I can not share all of my home-made gift ideas here on the ol' blog, but too many of my gift receivees are followers. I can tell you, though, that some of them are sewn, some of them are glued, some of them will be baked, and some of them have taken me over a year to make. It really does make giving gifts more exciting when you have taken the time to craft it yourself. Here's a sneak peak at some of my projects waiting to be stitched together . . . ooooh, ahhhhhh!
Last night as I sat down to complete a couple of gift projects I have on the go, Avery sat down beside me and began writing a story. Then he drew some pictures. I thought to myself:
Awwwww . . . Isn't that sweet. He is making gifts too.
Avery is a lot like me. He loves to work with his hands, and he enjoys keeping busy. Zoe likes to keep busy too, but she is more apt to pull out a book of Soduku puzzles than sit down and work on a craft. Elliot, on the other hand, is only interested in activities that involve a screen and a controller. In fact, while Avery and I were busy creating and Zoe was finishing up some homework, Elliot was rolling on the floor beside us, moaning in anguish over the fact that I had turned off the television . . .tee hee! I love their different personalities!
As I began putting away my supplies, Avery asked me if I would like to hear his story:
That will be $1
That will be $1
Why are you charging me to hear your story?
Because it is Christmas and I need some cash. You can also buy these pictures I drew.
Okay, so maybe he is a lot like his dad.
Avery's story about how Christmas came to the Pokemon
And his pictures of Pokemon.
Being the sucker I am, I marched into my room and scrounged up enough nickels to pay him. He laughed when I pulled out one jar and there were only two pennies lying at the bottom.
Mom, you're broke!
Yeah, I wonder why . . . hmmmm.
He laughed at me again, grabbed the coins and skipped merrily out into the kitchen.
Man, this writing thing is joke. I think I am going to do it for a living and make some easy money.
To which Zoe replied:
Said no author EVER!
. . . tee hee!
What do you mean, Zoe?
Well, writers make no money.
This is when I piped in:
Yeah, look at me! I write stories everyday and don't get paid.
He looked at me for a moment and replied:
Yeah, but you are crazy!
Yes, I am bud. Yes, I am.
Eeek! I seemed to have digressed. How am I going to wrap this all up? I went from a home-made Christmas to impoverished writers.
Hmmmmm . . .
I've got it! I could say that my home-made/local Christmas theme this year is me taking the moral high ground in rejecting our mass production/consumption culture we live in, OR I could say Christmas here at Shenanigans Inc. is going home-made because rather than get a real job, I choose to write a blog and play Santa's Elf . . . tee hee!
Like all truth, I think this one lies somewhere in the middle.
Have a great day!