People, the holiday season is upon us. I know this because: I nearly froze my nose clean off while waiting for the bus; the respective parts of my family have scheduled out the traditional get-togethers, and my sister has put up her Christmas tree.
So, while Todd was filling in as blogger yesterday, I started Christmas shopping. Because I am a sadist (or sado-masochist, I can never remember the difference; nor do I actually know how to spell sado-masochist), this Christmas shopping entailed buying supplies for some Christmas present crafting. (Seriously, what is it about Christmas that makes me want to MAKE stuff?)
I would love to tell you all my crafting plans, but you might be someone who will be the recipient of such plans. Here's what I can tell you: I got some really nice ______ that I'm going to _______ with ________; and some ___________ that I'm going to make into _____________ for __________, _____________, and probably _______. I also got some _______________ to fill up with _________.
Oh! and I'm going to make some _______ and some _________.
There. Merry __________ to ya.