Bah Hum Bug is what I really mean to say.
For some unexplored reason, I hate the holidays.
I love making and giving gifts, I love seeing my family, and to be frank, getting gifts is pretty great too!
But I always get in a major funk. I think this year it was exemplified by working at a retail coffee shop. So much so that I forgot to breath.
literally! Boxing day, at 2:30 am I woke up and couldn't sleep because I couldn't breath well. I was truly fine. My psychosomatic illness loving lizard brain has never put me in real danger. I did miss 2 days of work though.
Any way. I'm glad it's all over.
I look forward to this January, when Clown Jam* starts up again, and the MacDonalds start up their movie nights again. I didn't realize how little I'd seen my friends, or how much I'd miss the few and far between times I do see them!
I didn't take any photos of the stuff I made, but I do promise a tutorial of the lip balm!
*Clown Jam: We meet every other Monday and play games and work on clown turns and encourage and lift each other up. It's fun, and scary and weird.