it's just about 10 a.m. here in massachusetts, and i'm going on about four hours' sleep, but i'm in a joyous mood anyway because it's Christmas Eve Day and the gang's (almost) all here.
i flew out on wednesday and immediately fell into a whirlwind of babies (my nephew is quite a handful ohmygod how do parents do it?) and last-minute gift-shopping and cooking and -- mostly -- wrapping.
as we've discussed, i buy just about everything online and have it shipped here to my sister's house. this is a great deal, except that it means i have about one day to wrap *everything*. and that is not so easy. and somewhere around hour five, i start to get a little...punchy.
of course, wine helps.
and while we know better -- about adding wine to craft projects -- wrapping is pretty straightforward. there are no stitches to count or decrease or yarn over, you know? it's just cut and fold and tape and tear and tie and voila!
now, sure, there are scissors involved and probably i shouldn't be too cocky about how easy it is to wrap and drink lest i slice off a finger or something, but so far i have managed to avoid major injuries.
oh and? there is zero point to this entry (hi, thanks for checking in), because while there are nine bazillion funny tales to tell of my family and its christmastime debacles, i am a total zombie right now because -- apparently -- sometimes babies like to stay up all night crying.
but more to come, just after i finish taking this airborne, catching a quick nap, and making a broccoli casserole.