Why does the time from Halloween to Christmas seem so short? I swear, I spend so much of September and October getting ready for Halloween, that by the time I clean it all up and pack it away, it's Thanksgiving, then Christmas and all my plans have fallen by the wayside.
I have books and magazines and notebooks with ideas for cute gift tags, pretty bows and clever decorating tips and I happen upon them at odd times of the year. I think I'm going to remember that when it comes time to get ready for Christmas, and visions of storybook Christmases dance in my head: wreaths hanging in every window, extra meals waiting in the freezer, the house full of the scent of baking cookies, handmade gifts for everyone from the daughter to thevet to the mailman, each room decorated to the hilt with Christmas quilts and wallhangings.
Then reality asserts itself and I don't remember to hunt up those cute Christmas buttons I've been saving, or where I put that magazine page with how-tos on creative bow-making. We use fabric bags or yardage to wrap for the family here, with gift bags or paper-wrapped gifts going outside the family. I want to dress them up, make them special with little floral picks and bells and vintage ornaments, pinked edges to the fabrics and tulle bows, and handmade fabric gift bags with appliqued Christmas trees and stars and nativity scenes.
Instead, I slap a stick-on bow and stuff in some tissue paper and voila!--grab it on the way out the door. Or, it's 1 am Christmas morning and I'm blearily trying to find those gift tags that came in the mail from someone pleading for donations this holiday season. (I have no shame. I use the tags and the address labels and only send money to those I have already chosen to support).
Next year, I tell myself. Next year I'll start in February or March, making my own Christmas cards, making my gifts, crafting cute little beaded ornaments to attach to gifts for co-workers and friends.
But February comes around and dozens of seed catalogs fill my mailbox, and then it's April and I'm digging in the dirt and turning my face to the sun, and suddenly July is here and it's hot out there so I stay in and quilt, but only bright colors, or maybe even fall colors come late August, but just can't get the Christmas thing going. Then boom! -- I'm in the same boat as last year, and the year before, and the year before that.
Maybe I'll just start as soon as my company leaves on the 28th...
Yes, that oughta do it!