Did everyone survive???
I don’t know about anyone else, but, I’m thinking of calling off the month of December next year. Or at the very least, I wish to be heavily sedated. (Hells, in the 1950’s the docs freely prescribed us mothers speed. Get with it, medical community, it’s a whole new century. This mama needs a clone!)
I am so exhausted from yesterday, my house looks like a bunch of Frat boys held a kegger in it, my children are still slightly bonkers & I have some unexplained green paint on my arm.
To spite our efforts in keeping things simple (ie: we only got the kids one gift each) They made quite a haul. Thanks to friends and family, they were still unwrapping gifts 45 minutes after they started.
Pony Attack!
I don’t think the Baby Jesus Had this sort of thing in mind when he was birthed.
I’ve managed to keep Barbie out of this house for over 5 years. This year Bella got one from the lovely Amy, so, I broke and let her keep it. Barbie is QUEEN of all she surveys, I tell ya. Bells thanks you from the bottom of her heart, Amy. Barbie is the end all and be all of the Xmas gig. Barbie rules that pony castle like the beotch she is.
Another interesting thing that showed up here, (amazing that I get anything any more, since my letter carrier has started to refuse to deliver to me any longer & lost a few insured packages on me this week. ~ more on that story later….) are these ‘Polly Pockets’ things. Who on earth came up with this shit?
That is a Polly Pocket shoe. I give them another 5 minutes of existence. Virtually indistinguishable from dried bits of play-dough. Speaking of dried play-dough, thanks Jess & Pat, the kids are so loving their favorite Aunt & Uncle. One year we can all have Xmas together. Jess and I can bake our famous cookies, Pat can mix some cocktails and tunes, & Brad and Matt can play vidiot games while alternating searching for p0rn on the intrawebs… A good time will be had by all!
As far as holiday knitting went, I gave up sometime a week ago. Then on Xmas eve, I felt a big twinge of guilt. So, I cast on a scarf for my MIL. (Who has been really very helpful the past few weeks!) I was washing and blocking it at one am.
I did a terrible job at the blocking, it will need to be reblocked, with out the pressure of December 25.
A simple YO pattern, but what makes it uber special is the yarn (duh!) and the kick ass glass buttons from Moving Mud.
Now that it is the 26th of December, I’m feeling a bit less stressed. The dry erase board has been hung over the desk with great care. I can get down to really focusing on the tasks that are ahead of me.
First up, getting the shop updated with all the new yarn I’ve made the past few weeks.
Second, getting my returned packages back out. (Sorry to those affected! I hope! hope! hope your Xmas wasn’t spoiled!)
Third, take some time for the Childabeasts. My son has donned a princess dress and is ramming his new RC monster truck head on into our Charlie Brown Xmas tree, all while wielding a light saber. He’s not so covertly trying to take the sucker down. I’m going to need in on this one.
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It sounds like you had a successful Christmas. I know what you mean about those itty-bitty Polly Pocket things. Just WAY too small. I think we have all the pieces in a baggie full to the brim.
Off for Breakfast! Have a good day!
December 26th, 2006 | #
Hope your return to what passes for sanity brings you good things! And that mail service (oh oh, what’s up with that??) resumes as it should.
December 26th, 2006 | #
dude, the light saber. eli got one and it has yoda speak, and it lights up. it is quite the deadly weapon in a five year olds hands.
December 26th, 2006 | #
Hi there. My boyfriend bought me 2 skeins of your sock yarn for Christmas. I just wanted to say thanks for producing such cool looking yarn and both my feet are going to be very happy once I finish the afghan (eek a late Christmas present) and another unfinished project. I was very tempted to just cast on and pretend I don’t have 3 half finished projects because the yarn is extremely yummy. Also, this was the first skein that didn’t get knotted up when I wound it into a ball. I am not sure what I’ll do with the second skein (maybe 2 pairs of socks!). Thanks again for making a great product.
December 26th, 2006 | #
I did my Christmas high on painkillers. Let me tell you, that’s the way to do it. I’m going to attempt to make sure ALL my Christmases are done that way from now on!
December 26th, 2006 | #
I love the scarf!
And what’s up with the pink horse-stable-doll-house thing? I never had one of those when I was a kid!
December 26th, 2006 | #
Wow. I am SO glad we passed on the pony castle! We were thisclose to getting it, but decided against it. We have a very teeny house and it’s already full to the brim with ponies, every Diego toy made & every Dora toy ever made. Definitely glad we passed…although Ella’s birthday is in March - so I think we’ve only stemmed the tide for so long, I think!
Looks like everyone had a good holiday - and MIL’s scarf is beautiful!
December 26th, 2006 | #
You know what They say: the Christmas tree doesn’t fall far from the Monster Truck Jedi in lady’s clothes!!
So true.
December 27th, 2006 | #
Yay! it’s all over. Look at that giant castle! That thing is huge, and all those ponies!. I still feel bad about the Barbie. Sometimes I swear I don’t think. The scarf looks great. I like the pattern you used.
December 27th, 2006 | #
Glad you survived! Your tree is (was?) beautiful — so spare and natural-looking. My kind of tree. Those Polly Pocket shoes are a MENACE. Aren’t they a choking hazard or something?
LOVE that scarf. What’d you do with the buttons on it?
December 27th, 2006 | #
I hope your mail guy trips and falls in the snow and can’t get up! Do you think they carry a “help and I have fallen and I can’t get up” button. Just envision it -
“um…dispatch, I am stuck in the snow in front of Pippikneesocks house and um…. well I have fallen and can’t seem to get out of the snow without assistance. Yes, the family is at home but they are standing on the porch in their birkenstocks taking pictures. No, I don’t have any socks on because she won’t sell my wife sock yarn anymore because I am being such a shit. Yes, please dispatch 911 to help.”
Maybe you could help him by digging a ditch and covering it with snow!
Since I don’t know what the Polly plastic shoe was, I definitley would have thrown it out. Along with Barbie.
I am all but begging my family to do a homemade Christmas next year. My parents are unwilling - but my sister sees the virtue. We altered it a bit and decided you could get one storebought gift - a girl has to have her electronics! But otherwise all gifts have to be made by you, or someone you have met (yes the internet counts if it is an artist and not walmart.com). You figure if 1/8 of the population of the US did this, the starving artists that stand at booths would actually have business. Oh, a girl can dream. Maybe I can talk my sister into it by summer.
Oh well, it is over and I am exhausted.
Happy Hollydays.
Holly
December 27th, 2006 | #
Hells, in the 1950’s the docs freely prescribed us mothers speed.
Not only that, they perscribed phenobarbital for the little ones. My mom used it regularly.
We survived w/o speed or sedatives, but I thought I might strangle my kids more than once. I think we should rename December to Givemegivemegiveme.
December 27th, 2006 | #
It sounds like you had a good Christmas and looks like the kids made out well too. My daughter loves those polly pockets too. I don’t know how many times I’ve gotten some of polly’s items stuck in my vaccum! Hope you can relax a little now.
December 28th, 2006 | #
Oh Pippi, My twin girls are eleven. I dealt with the pony and Polly stuff a couple of years ago. You are supposed to drive over the Polly shoes with a vaccuum and pretend they never existed. When the kids ask if you’ve seen them, say no. End of story. Otherwise they will pester you and demand that you help them track those tiny things and make you crazier than you probably are. The ponies are easy. Unless you have that miniature pony boombox that drove me to the edge. At least you don’t have Bratz slutz!
December 28th, 2006 | #
I banned Barbie and toy guns, and it lasted till my first daughter was four and her little brother was two, when my MIL bought them both exactly those things for Christmas. And: a record player complete with diamond needle and all the old Shirley Temple singles she had in her attic. Great. I got to listen to Good Ship Lollipop with a daughter who was a perfect blonde imitation Shirley Temple clone. Over and over and over and over and (Make it STOP!) Lol!
That light saber bit at the end had me laughing so hard! My son has SO been there, back when I was bigger than him (um, he’s 6′9″ and 22 now.) But the good thing is, the funny stuff like that that they do when they’re little, that mostly is cute and halfway drives you nuts, becomes stories to tease them with when they’re teenagers, and that they love to hear about when they hit their 20’s.
December 29th, 2006 | #
Hi Pippi, I’m sorry about the pony castle. You had good intentions but dammit you got undermined. It’s hilarious to read about though, so thanks for the laughs! Hope you get a chance to stream that sweet show at the deadnet! Happy New Year! XOX
January 1st, 2007 | #
A princess dress, monster truck and light saber? I bet that’s a sight to behold! LOL
Polly Pocket came straight from the bowels of Hell. Don’t ask me how I know this.
Love the colors in that scarf - very sunny
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January 1st, 2007 | #