Yesterday my son and my husband both celebrated birthdays.  I never begin decorating for Christmas until after December 3rd, which means the push is now on to buy a tree & crawl in the attic in search of 77 boxes of holiday decorations, etc.  I've been shopping for cards.  No, I don't make my own.  Are you kidding me?  Still haven't found the perfect ones, but I'm determined.

I loved this bowl filled with holiday stuff.  Could be gift tags or cards received.  Could be recipes for guests to take as they leave, assuming I was to get my act together and invite people over for nibbling of treats, and assuming they wanted the recipes.

Now I don't really do a lot of baking, but even I could make these cookies.  I've been saving my coupons for those refrigerated rolls of sugar cookes.  And surely I can stick a straw in the dough to make these little mouths.  Why I simply adore this idea.  How about you?

Where Have You Been?

I'm not lost.  I'm still here.  Up to my neck in alligators.

I survived November, barely.

December is racing along whether I'm ready to go with it or not.

I've begun my shopping if gift cards count.  They do, don't they?

I'll be back shortly...