What happened to my life? As a child Christmas seemed to freeze time. The anticipation nearly killed me! But now at days, where is the anticipation? I don't have time to anticipate anything, much less show up on time! Starting in October, I begin to feel like a paper airplane shooting through the next few months, only to land in the abysmal wasteland of the January let downs, just in time to start yet another doomed to fail new year diet. And believe you me, eating beef stick, and tamales for a month straight doesn't exactly set me on the right track. I make biscochitos and trust me that half pound of lard per batch, goes straight to my fanny pack (front butt, rolls, pansa..you get the idea).
Every year around this time, I plan to make great hand made items for my loved ones, HAHA that's funny right? Well it's the thought that counts. I was so motivated after the Dia de los Muertos show in Mesilla, I mean my creative juices were really flowing, but I was so tired, that I took a little break. I jump started my creative efforts for the Monte Vista show in Albuquerque, but all I got was ripped off and rejected. I sold a few patron pin-ups and some ornaments, but 30 bucks wasn't what I would call a successful show. What kind of world are we living in when a girl can't sell Blessed Mother Retablos?
I am really making an effort to stop, slow down, and enjoy whats left of the holiday season. I vow to do some baking this week, and even make a necklace or two. I have an order to fill for some ornaments, but I promise to not procrastinate and get overwhelmed. I WILL, by golly take a picture of my boys, and send out Christmas cards, and maybe even watch some Christmas Classics (Nestor the long eared donkey anyone?). Yikes! Listing all that, just caused me to hyperventilate a little! Where the hell is my paper bag? Merry Christmas Everyone!