handmade joy

When we grew up, holidays smelled like hot glue and acrylic paint and that’s no different now that I’m older. This time of year, I start bristling with thoughts of what to make for the holidays. I would divulge, but my sisters read this blog so my lips are sealed.

As I narrow down my contenders, here are some of the places where I’m gathering inspiration.
This one’s a great resource, and one of my sisters just told me about this one too.

Our whole family is piling into a big, wooden house in Tahoe this year and it’s hard for me to keep a lid on how manically excited I am. I even crumpled at the Starbucks counter the other day and handed over $12.99 for their new holiday cd. No doubt we’ll want to barf within hours from over-listening, but I couldn’t help myself.

Two things I want to try for certain to go along with the music and roaring fires: making pomanders and pinecone firestarters. Both projects will indulge my new addiction of sniffing every little-known essential oil I come across.

PS, I have a piece coming out in the SF Chronicle about making modern homemade gifts that don’t require special expertise. I’ll pop a link up when it comes out next weekend.

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[little sister]

wheeee!