Ah the perils of winter. Each day starts with so much promise. By day's end something always remains undone. In summer the days are longer. The energy lasts. In winter not so much.
Case in point. At the end of December the littlest Peculiar turned seven. She was honored with a small family celebration but we've yet to have her "official" party. And yes, her birthday was two months ago.
But I'm on it. The planning has begun (finally). As compared to last year we are going small. Next weekend Little and a few good friends are going to see Gnomeo and Juliet. Our family doesn't often go to the theater so this will be a real treat.
The invitations were born from a Gnome book which belonged to my Grandfather. A quick photograph and a touch of photoshop magic and voila! Invitations. As for party favors I'm planning on making these and these and these. I might even tuck in a few acorns to boot. Oh and I have some old Gnome Nick and Nora pajamas. They will likely resurface as a goody bags. The beauty of a small affair? More time to spend on the details.
I'd like to tell you I'm doing this just for Little and friends. But the truth of the matter is these gnomes and mushroom houses are medicinal. An infusion of cheer smack dab in the middle of a drab winter.
Now off to embroider, that is until a client bounds through the door. Ah life in the ER!