Only one more week until Christmas Eve!
My shopping’s done and everything is wrapped. The tree is up and presents are (along with the cat) sitting under decorated branches. Mom’s bought food and snacks for everyone. I think we’re all set.
It’s been really, really cold recently. According to the calendar, it’s not yet winter, but it’s hard to tell when stepping out of the house each morning. Also, it’s really hard to get out from under my fleece blanket, dressed, and out the door. The one saving grace is my favorite scarf: a pink knit infinity scarf bought a few years ago from Forever 21. Needless to say, it has seen better days… However, it is still very warm and comfy so I’ll keep wearing it until it falls apart.
My family has always celebrated a mix of Catholic and Jewish traditions. My mom was raised Catholic, as was her mother before her, but my great grandmother (and her siblings) held tightly to their Jewish upbringings. So, growing up, I celebrated Hanukkah and Christmas in the winter, and Passover and Easter in the spring. When I got older, I found Buddhism and have been practicing ever since.
When I saw this in a T.J. Maxx store during my lunch break, I thought it was perfect for our tree. However, I didn’t have the funds to buy it or the guts to ask mom if I could put it on, if I had bought it. Usually mom’s cool with my decided life path, so long as I keep the majority of the details to myself.
Been going crazy with the amounts of homework I’ve been getting lately. It’s been essay after essay, presentations lasting 30 minutes, and a group project that really hasn’t been working out too well. Also, I’ve just written and submitted my very first case study, which was based on technology and adult education.
When not doing that, I’ve been working, interning, and trying to get my Christmas shopping done. So far, I’ve finished buying for my immediate family and a couple of friends. I know what I want to buy, so it’s just a matter of going to the particular stores and getting it.
I’ve been doing a bit of crafting lately, in preparation for the holidays. This year’s theme is up-cycling. This is mostly due to my being a poor college student. But I have to admit that it’s been pretty fun. Also, Brother has been amazed by my “skills” whenever I text him a picture of my handiwork. ((the above is an attempt at a poinsettia used on my mom’s gift))
I’ve been making old magazines into Christmas decorations and wrapping paper. I found a tutorial online for making hand crafted bows, so I thought I would try it out.
It looks simple, but really isn’t as easy as it looks. I may or may not have accidentally stapled my finger to a piece of paper as well.
These will be used for decoration on my male friends’ presents (also wrapped in magazine pages). The pages I used for the bows are from a cooking magazine, which I like reading for the recipes. The backgrounds are usually pretty mellow colors, but there are some really pretty pictures of food too.
I love how the text looks along the ridges. I know my friends will be sitting there, trying to read what it says, since it’s mostly in Japanese. I want to say it adds character.
For the ladies, I made some over-sized poinsettia flowers in place of the bows. I tried to add color where I could so it doesn’t look like a blob of text with no shape. Also, folding the tips made the whole flower look more like a flower.
I think they came out pretty well.
Lastly, we have the Christmas Lotus. It was supposed to be a bow, but went a tad off somewhere along the way. Ironically, this can be called “Ren no ren” or Ren’s Lotus.
Meet Patrick, a Wooly Bear Caterpillar, who lives in the walking trails of Bronxville, New York. His hobbies are eating and… well, mostly eating, really. He’s super soft and very friendly, as he allowed me to pick him up with no issues and refused to be put back down afterwards. He seems to like being petted. Also, he has a habit of nibbling on sleeves…
I’ve written about Wooly Bears before, when I found one last autumn. They’re said to predict the coming winter’s weather with the color of their fur. The more black, the worse the winter is supposed to be. Since Pat’s about half and half, does that mean we’ll have a so-so winter this year?