Forget me nots

We have been going through a drought where slowly pools of water disappear into the ground. Its very scary sometimes, watching bodies of water slowly evaporate. Panic settles in every once in a while about water. Where is winter? There hasn't been any snow lately and I'm not sure if I can go through another winter like last year. Nice, sure..but it wasn't a winter. I hope at least it will get cold, in which the drought will be forced to stop until everything thaws out again for spring.

Christmas is steadily approaching and every year it fills me with more excitement then the next. I love Christmas. Everything is warm, filled with pine and spices. I think I love that you can give people presents for no reason, except that it's Christmas and thats what your supposed to do this time of the year. I love giving presents, its one of my favorite things, I especially love making things for people hoping that it makes them feel special. I don't understand people who don't get in the giving mood this time of the year, as I would give my whole paycheck if I could and didn't have my bills. Its such a good feeling, giving.

This year I outdid myself with homemade presents. I made beeswax candles, terrariums, stitchery, jewelry, pottery, and finished my first book binding project for my sister in law. I wanted to get all my presents out of the way early, so I can focus on baking for everyone else on my list (which is my favorite). Its our first Christmas in our house so I also spent time making pillows and wreaths to hang around our place and trimming a ten foot tall tree. I know, it's crazy, I feel like an elf. I even swore when I was ironing out the red felt I bought for our pillows that it smelt like warm cinnamon. Even though my ansty energy has gotten the best of me I promised myself that for the rest of the month I would enjoy the season finally, taking in plays, shows, lights, sweets and family and friends as much as I can.

The other day I brought a wreath to my dads grave. I remember as he was dying he looked over at me and said "Carrie will you come visit me and put flowers on my grave?" I told him I would. He didn't want to be forgotten. How could you ever forget? I suppose its scary to leave and think that the people that you love will never think of you because you are not around. It makes, total sense as I think its that way with the living as well. Remember your family, as they want to also be apart of you on the holiday season. Think of all the wonderful times and the great things they have said.

Speaking of dont forgets! dont' forget to tip, especially your postal workers and trash/recycling people. We gave our postman Pete a gift card last year while living in our apt. Its nice to tell people that your appreciate them for all of their hard work. It also opens the door for a relationship with the service people who are so reliable and sweet to you.

Well, lets hope good cold, snowy things for the weather. Get in all of your christmas movies, and all of your warm wishes. Its a beautiful time of the year so make sure to give, look at all the beautiful decorations and eat all of the decadent goodies.