The final stretch.

So our teacher gifts turned out pretty well, I think.  Look at them.  No really, LOOK AT THEM.  Sometime around midnight, after the popcorn fiasco, and the packaging of treats in various cellophane bags tied with multi-colored yarn, I decided we needed some sort of holiday tag that centered around a painted fingerprint heart theme--officially the moment I lost my f-ing mind.  But it all turned out kind of cute-modern-country-Christmas, and so I don't think anybody really noticed that I was unshowered and dripping hair grease when I hauled these babies into school this morning.  


Also, I was in charge of collecting money and purchasing a group gift for Big J & L's teacher...I sort of assumed we would go with a gift certificate, but in the 11th hour, Mike and I decided to go rogue and buy a Kindle (and a smaller gift card).  As it turns out, this was the PERFECT gift--their teacher was beaming this afternoon and was actually teary-eyed over it--which just goes to show you, that THOUGHTFUL gifts count, yo.  Probably because I wrapped them with yarn pom-poms.  POM POMS!  And if there is a theme for this blog post?  It's that I am AWESOME.  A-W-E-S-O-M-E.  And I love yarn.


'Tis the season for self esteem, apparently.


And then I went to the UPS store and learned that it costs $161 for Christmas delivery to Hawaii.  Not awesome.  I feel like we go through this every year, and every year I get it WRONG.  Instead of actually buying an airplane ticket for my gifts, I opted for "ground delivery" (um...), and ended up spending $53, but my parents won't get them until next Wednesday.  Really, this has nothing to do with Christmas, and everything to do with the fact that it's a tiny island in the middle of the ocean.  Turns out "ground delivery" (really?) takes 7-8 days, so really, I just mistimed Christmas by about a week, and misunderstood that you can actually drive to Hawaii.  I'll try to remember that for next year.


But who are we kidding, no I won't.