I realized today, with some delight, that tomorrow is the first of December and I can start wearing my cheezy Christmas stuff.

When she was still alive, Granny used to make crochet slippers for the entire family. They weren't very comfortable and when not worn resembled an ugly, multicolored envelope. We could sure depend on getting them though, along with the occasional crochet covered hanger. To this day I can't figure out why she would give a hanger (and it was always just one) but I think it could have been a subtle hint to the four of us girls to not be such slobs.

Earrings made out of Christmas ornaments are always fun. I did these last year right before the holiday, so I didn't get enough chances to wear them. My family was probably thankful for that.

Bud, Take the Wheel

Little boxes on the hillside

Little boxes made of ticky tacky

Little boxes on the hillside

Little boxes all the same

There's a green one and a pink one

And a blue one and a yellow one

And they're all made out of ticky tacky

And they all look just the same

"Words and music by Malvina Reynolds. Malvina and her husband were on their way from where they lived in Berkeley, through San Francisco and down the peninsula to La Honda where she was to sing at a meeting of the Friends’ Committee on Legislation (not the PTA, as Pete Seeger says in the documentary about Malvina, "Love It Like a Fool"). As she drove through Daly City, she said 'Bud, take the wheel. I feel a song coming on.'"

~http://web2.wku.edu/~smithch/MALVINA/mr094.htm

How wonderful to be able to create spontaneously. I'm envious!