These dazzling little gift toppers were so easy to make- and since I assembled them ahead of time, my Christmas Eve gift wrapping frenzy was (almost) stress-free. No ribbons and bows necessary!
I finished my Christmas present shopping on Christmas Eve, by the way. I always do. Life on the edge!*
The Sunday before Christmas my youngest sister Kayley and I had a spontaneous tag-making party. (Um, it would seem "tag" means a bit more to me than it does to some people.) We sat in my bedroom with all of our craft supplies, my twinkle lights sparkling, Michael O'Brien's Christmas music playing, a YouTube fire place blazing, and a real-life candle or two- the scented kind that fill the air with cinnamon and vanilla... I like the trappings of Christmas, but it's stuff I would like anyway!
* The Christmas I was 13 I had a really careless attitude toward presents- and everything else in life. That year was probably the closest I ever got to being a rebellious teenager. Anyway, this was before I had money to buy presents for my family, so usually I made them things. But for some reason Christmas Eve rolled around and I had only made a gift for my mom (It was a set of clothespin photo stands embellished with wooden snowflakes.) At some point the day before Christmas I realized that I needed to get some presents, so I quickly threw a craft or two together and then dug through my closet and drawers trying to find things for my sisters that they would like and that wouldn't be a really lame present. They were all really lame presents, and I didn't even have time to wrap them before I had to get ready for the Christmas Eve service. And then was supper and family time... and I didn't want to tell them that I still had to wrap presents. So I placed my presents and gift wrapping supplies where I could get them easily, set my alarm for 2 am, placed it under my pillow and went to sleep. Here the story could take a turn for the worse, but it didn't. I got up the instant the alarm went off, carried all my things into the bathroom (well, where else could I turn on a light and rumple wrapping paper around and not wake everybody up? I shared a room with Andrea) and wrapped my presents. Then I scooped up a bunch of stuff in my arms, turned off the light, opened the door wide- and dropped my scissors on the tile floor. To me it sounded like a whole bookshelf had toppled. I thought they would all come into the hall and fin me. My family are light sleepers. I still don't know how they didn't wake up- but none of them did.
I wish I could say I've changed my ways. I do care about my family much more now, and I think about presents well in advance of the holiday. But I'm still a procrastinator!
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