Elise's 12 Days of Christmas

Since USPS and UPS decided to stretch out how long my Christmas was this year, I thought I'd rewrite the 12 Days of Christmas to better fit what happened to me this year.



On the first day of Christmas (mid-December), Jill gave to me a box full of sweet-smelling soaps.



On the second day of Christmas (mid-December), my Secret Santa game to me a strange bobblehead and a Oregon State T-shirt.



On the third day of Christmas (Dec. 23), Drew gave to me a mix CD full of chick singer-songwriters.



On the fourth day of Christmas (Dec. 24), Milton gave to me two jazz CDs.



On the fifth day of Christmas (Dec. 25), my parents gave to me all my great-grandmother's crystal.

(Really, I have NO idea what to do with it.)



On the sixth day of Christmas (Dec. 27), my sister gave to me a hand-painted platter.



On the seventh day of Christmas (Dec. 29), Susan gave to me a Twilight ring.



On the eighth day of Christmas (Dec. 30), Mike gave to me two pink oven mitts.



On the ninth day of Christmas (Dec. 31), I gave to me two awesomely cool DVDs.



On the tenth day of Christmas (Jan. 2), my brother gave to me a bunch of homemade smelly stuff.



On the eleventh day of Christmas (Jan. 2), my sister-in-law gave to me a cool, handbeaded necklace.



On the twelfth day of Christmas (Jan. 6), my derelict sister gave to me a nice warm sweater (and some fuzzy socks).

F the USPS!!!!!!!

So it's been 12 days since I shipped my family's Christmas presents, and they still have yet to arrive.

Three months of crafting and it's lost in some no-man's land. Of course I shipped it by parcel post, so there's no tracking number, no way to check to see what the fuck the idiots whose job it is to safely get stuff from point A to point B have done with it.

To make it worse, my family's doing Christmas this weekend, so I don't have time to go buy presents for nine people and overnight it there in time, especially since I'm broke and don't get paid until Thursday.

Anyway, I hope the USPS dies. That is all.

Crafting!

So this is like a total chick post, moreso than any of my shoe or hot boy ones have ever been.

My parents decided last year that we should make our presents this year. I wanted to gather family recipes and put them into a book and get it printed. I failed miserably, mostly because I couldn't get anybody to send me recipes!

So, like any girl disappointed, I moved on!

I'm limited in craftiness, however. I thought I could crochet or knit my brother a scarf in the ugly colors of the glorious Purdue. Not gonna happen, at least not by Christmas.

So I signed up for some classes at my favorite store. One was to learn how to make this awesomely cool recipe container thingie. Turns out they don't have all the stuff needed to make them in the store, so I just have the one. (Can't say who's getting it. You'll find out at Christmas!)

During the class, however, the teacher passed around a book of Christmas ideas, last year's Christmas ideas, at 75 percent off, so I got it for like $2. And inside, in the middle of the book was the most fantastic present for some of the men in my life. Glass pebble magnents. I have almost everything (except the magnents).

This could be the easiest Christmas giftwise, like ever!