So, I finished Allison's skirt. And then, a skirt for Laura. And then, the marathon really started.
Sunday (13th): Church Christmas concert; helped with brownies & drizzle & crushed candy canes.
Monday (14th): Office cookie exchange. Sugar cookies! Comets AGAIN.
Tuesday (15th): Decorating cookies in class.
Tues-Wed: Get stuff ready for the office christmas party (Thursday the 17th). Go utterly, completely insane. My Christmas's will always include a few ridiculous, unnecessary projects. While not quite as crazy as the year I hand-died the twill tape, or the year I sewed yo yo flowers to Laura's sheets, this is way up there.
Two dozen dutch canal house gingerbread facades.* They looked great packaged up with kinderegg toys.
Friday morning: Class breakfast at my house: get all decorating done the night before. No cookies served.
Saturday: mail gifts; pack to fly to DC on Sunday. No cookies eaten. The marathon is over.
During that week, it all felt like a bit of a nightmare (except for teaching the mroning class - that's always worth it). Now that I look at the pictures, there's not a single thing I would have done differently. Oh, dear.
*(Cookie cutters and stencils from fancyflours.com; gingerbread recipe from epicurious.)