1. I spent four hours wrapping gifts last night, and finally had to stop so I could go to sleep. This is not because I'm giving an obscene amount of gifts, but rather because I am exceedingly picky about the way I wrap things.
2. According to my three year old, I am the "best best mommy" in the whole world. (Let's not point out the obvious fact that she knows no different because I'm the only mommy she's ever had or the fact that there are most assuredly mothers that are better than I.)
3. According to my eight year old, he is the only child in his entire school -- no, the entire UNIVERSE -- who has to do the following things:
4. I think I am coming down with something. I.can.not.be.sick.on.Christmas. I've been sick on Christmas more than once, and I don't recommend it.
5. Over the course of one work day, my hair can go from looking perfectly normal to looking like I haven't showered in a week. Good times.
6. The city has salted and sanded the alley behind my house, which is in a solely residential area. And yet, they have not done the same for the alley behind the studio, which is in a busy, commercial, downtown area. Every night, my car threatens to fishtail and hit the buildings on either side of me. Why, city, why?
7. The Christmas knitting is done and blocking. Woot!
Tomorrow I'll post some pictures of the studio Christmas tree, and of the ornaments that were sent to us by lovely customers!