Signed, Sealed, Delivered

Repeat to self:

...this is not a craft blog, this is not a craft blog...
aw, hell. Sure it is. It just also happens to be a travel blog and cooking blog and photography blog and a blargy-blog (I'll let you decide the appropriate link for that one).

The reason that everybody should come live in Eugene is that the University bookstore sells paper. Glooorious paper.

Paper that should, theoretically, make homemade Christmas cards a cinch... unless you have a brain hellbent on over-complicating projects until you end up spending many a late night tearing your hair out over them crafting them with loving care. (It really was a bit of both-- story of my life.)

Tada:

[click on any of the pictures to zooOOm]

Most of the birdies said this...

Until I realized that I had these stickers, and decided that the birdies had definitely been bug-eyed partridges all along.

'I freaking LOVE PEARS'

Half the time I was chuckling to myself over these crazy birds.

I found the perfect little elvish font...

And ALLLMOST forgot to blur out the addresses before posting. Eek.

....And drew a little squirrel using its tail as a blanket. Looks like Santa visited, too!
Cute overload.

So: if you didn't get one this year, I either have the wrong address for you, or no address at all. If you want one next year, email me at mrs.matthewser@gmail.com so we can exchange addresses!