So anyways, I’m sick in bed today. Not too bad, merely coughing myself into an early grave is all. I have also lost my voice which is a great bonus because it makes me sound so much more pathetic than I actually feel. I have reached the point where I am communicating with my family via a series of squeaks and gestures. The whole thing is actually just comic, and I would pick this any day of the week over any form of stomach bug – even though I may at any moment sprain a rib with coughing.
Now that I have over-shared with you about that, you are no doubt wondering why on earth I bring this up. Why shout the news all over the interwebs that I am coughing? I’m just setting the context here. Seeing as I am sitting in bed rather than being productive and planning my Thanksgiving menu, I decided to make some Christmas labels. Every year around this point I’m still feeling optimistic about the whole Christmas package situation. I still have a mental image of all my beautifully wrapped gifts sitting artistically under my perfectly decorated tree. Probably there are little bits of greenery tucked into the ribbons and a fire crackling in my non-existent fireplace. In that beautiful scene I am holding a steaming mug of something lovely, I am thinner, and my hair is cute. My tree is also still fresh and alive rather than crunchily dropping its needles everywhere. However, usually around 10:00 pm on December 23 I come to grips with reality. After the kids are in bed I pull about 3,000 bags out of my closet and start flinging gift wrap at them. My aspirations to beautiful packages have undergone a massive change and I feel that ribbons and bows are total overkill and a waste of time. I’m probably wearing my husband’s hoodie, scrawling people’s names directly onto the paper with a Sharpie, and there is a pine needle stuck to my sock with a piece of tape. If someone mentioned little bits of greenery to me at that moment I would laugh maniacally at them.
However. We’re not there yet. The worst has not yet happened. I still have time to get organized and wrap as I go along, not letting the plastic bags pile up in my closet. I have already assembled some of the supplies – I’ve got the giant Costco package of tape, and two of those rhinormous rolls of Costco ribbon. Quite gorgeous ribbon actually. I’m going for Kraft paper this year – brown and white, and it’s sitting here as well. So I decided to make some cute little labels – and theoretically these will adorn my cute little packages.
But I figured that as long as I’m doing this I might as well post it here in case anyone else out there is also trying to get a jump on this. These can be printed on adhesive paper, cut out, and stuck onto the gifts, or they could be printed on card stock, hole punched, and tied on with string. I’m probably going to do some of each. I think (think being the operative word) that if you click on the image you should be taken to a page from which you can download it and then do whatever you want with it.
I, meanwhile, am going to go make myself another cup of tea and knuckle down to plan my Thanksgiving menu.