gift ideas (1) - handmade housewear and a place to gather your thoughts

i'm totally in love with this project for gifts.
handmade painted porcelaine.
i'm hundo doing this.
and then....

handmade notebooks. adore. make my own.
but... i mostly love what these are made of.
i simply can't get enough of these notebooks from the packegry (and, plus - their name is 'the packegry'. yes.)
and find all of their items in their etsy shop... which is FAR too dangerous for me to visit.

and so it begins..... holiday gift ideas.

the holidays are a coming.
i'm the person who shrugs Christmas off until the last possible moment - not because i don't care for it, or not because i haven't prepared... instead, simply because i don't care to indulge in the moments prior to Christmas, that beg for moments of consumerism....
so instead, i stick to the month of December. December starts, and i'm willing to admit that it's coming.
and thus, begins, my dive into the holidays.
So.... this week is when i start - sharing with you my holiday picks...
enjoy!

my weekend in summary

this weekend was not as productive as hoped, but it was a weekend nevertheless.
 
work party shots... things got messy; jill and i at the work part; me, waiting on wine; stone decisions for the necklace; show - the customers, and the ever lovely alex of 'round robin prints and jewelry'; my david's tea 'we're sorry' gift; one of the many gifts produced on my productive sunday.
friday: i had the day off (as our year end party for work was Thursday night, and i ALWAYS take the friday off), and slept in a bit. then spent the day with steph - met up at about noon for indian food buffet, for the first time since she moved home. caught up - FINALLY - shared some new developments in the hilarious story that is my life, and ongoing drama. after meeting a friend to drop off keys, we visited the bead store, for supplies and some stuff to make a work colleague/friend a necklace that she was going to spend WAY too much on at anthropology. we then headed to steph's to have tea, read quotes from sex and the city (and apparently quotes by me that steph recorded when we first became friends: "true love is sweating together"). i then left steph for a short period of time, and headed to etobicoke to meet with helen for dinner. we were supposed to do a full on charity ball reunion meeting, but as a result of some plans falling through, helen and i were the sole standing survivors. we did thai food, and lots of catch up (think almost 3 hours worth). I then headed back into the city, to a friend's party, which was supposed to be about 4 of us, and turned into an all night chat fest - which, was fantastic. it included conversation on sexuality and group homes - my. kind. of. night. late to bed.
saturday: woke up late, and just lounged around. watched part of zombieland, before it conked out, and had to settle for major league (charliesheenthankyouverymuch). then laid down for a nap, and had a real conversation with a friend.... unfortunately, it was a pretty serious, conversation, and meant i didn't have the time i initially wanted to have for prep for the show. ended up going straight to the show - which was a success! shows often are a ton of work for not a lot of return. since this is the first i've organized myself (i've only ever participated in shows that other people did themselves), i got out of it exactly what i expected... and that, to me, is a success. went home, watched gossip girl season 4, and made jewelry before bed. then slept.
sunday: woke up, met a friend for lunch at fresh, and picked up a 'we're sorry our staff was rude to you, but we're willing to do what it takes to win you back' gift from david's tea. very. impressed. great reaction time from them on twitter. them, spent the rest of the day making gifts, cards, and cleaning *ahem*sortofnotreally*ahem*. went to bed FAR too late, but got a shit ton done.
hope everyone had a great weekend! i'm still sort of reeling, sad, and introspective from the events of the weekend, but hopefully things will work out as they should. a probable blog entry coming soon.

'you know it's you who calls me back here'

i've written about this before.... but this song never stops being relevant to my personality. and my life. and my drifting ways. and how much i wish i could settle them. 
so... just need to share this today.
'She'd trade Colorado if he'd take her with him | Closes the door before the winter lets the cold in | And wonders if her love is strong enough to make him stay | She's answered by the tail lights | Shining through the window pane | He said I wanna see you again | But I'm stuck in colder weather | Maybe tomorrow will be better | Can I call you then | She said you're ramblin' man | You ain't ever gonna change | You gotta gypsy soul to blame | And you were born for leavin' | At a truck stop diner just outside of Lincoln | The night is black as the coffee he was drinkin' | And in the waitress' eyes he sees the same 'ol light shinin' | He thinks of Colorado | And the girl he left behind | He said I wanna see you again | But I'm stuck in colder weather | Maybe tomorrow will be better | Can I call you then | She said you're ramblin' man | You ain't ever gonna change | Got a gypsy soul to blame | And you were born for leavin'(born for leavin') | Well it's a winding road | When you're in the lost and found | You're a lover I'm a runner | We go 'round 'n 'round | And I love you but I leave you | I don't want you but I need you | You know it's you who calls me back here | Oh I wanna see you again | But I'm stuck in colder weather | Maybe tomorrow will be better | Can I call you then | Cause I'm a ramblin' man | I ain't ever gonna change | I gotta gypsy soul to blame | And I was born for leavin' (born for leavin') | And when I close my eyes I see you | No matter where I am | I can smell your perfume through these whispering pines | I'm with your ghost again | It's a shame about the weather | I know soon we'll be together | And I can't wait till then | I can't wait till then'