Remember my New Year's resolution to send handmade birthday cards this year? Well, two of my friends have already had birthdays and I 100% failed on sending a handmade card, but I did 100% send them both a card---so that kind of counts. Ish. To make up for my -ish of an attempt I put my Christmas present Cuttlebug to use and made some Valentine's cards. Coming to a mailbox near you. Soon.
Hashtag I love crafting! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Hashtag one million more exclamation points. Hashtag still act surprised when you get one in the mail, friends.
I get pretty sad on December 26 because that means all the holiday candy is gone...but then by about 9am on December 26 my sadness vanishes because the Valentine's Day candy is already out and in my belly. And here we are, 39 days later, and I am still quite enjoying the Valentine's Day candy. Thanks for asking.
I'm dreaming of a Whiiiiiiite Christmas! Oh, wrong time of the year, my b. I had to think long and hard (read 3 minutes) on this one because when I hear dreaming I automatically think of the song White Christmas.
Okay, got it. I'm dreaming about the Italy trip that Freddie and I are going to take at some point in our lives. It could be next year. It could be in several years. It could be in fifty years. But, by golly, we will get to Italy and we will have fun.
Still got my Marshmallow Fireside candle out. Still smelling it. Still loving it on this February day. Moving on.
This time of year. It's the time of year when, five years ago, Ricky and I met and kissed...and then went on a date. SCANDAL. It's the time of year when, three years ago, Rick moved to our beloved Chucktown. It's the time of year when, last year, Ricky was interviewing for this bomb dot com job in Houston. It's the time of year when I look on the fridge and see a million kajillion (read four) save the dates for all our friends in luuuurve getting married this year.
It's the second most wonderful time of the year!
This post can be summed up as: Currently there are Christmas songs stuck in my head.