Any gift giving is torturous for me - once I find the perfect gift I have to give it. Right. Now. Case in point: I bought my family members the Best. Present. Ever. Normally, I'd go running to them to tell them what about the perfect present I found, but since it's for them, I can't do that. Torture. Failing that, I post it on my blog. However, my family loves me and follows my blog. Guess what that means? Means I can't freakin' post about the Best. Present. Ever.
Thank God for my work family who at least pretends to be interested when I jump up and down and clap my hands when the Best. Present. Ever. is delivered to the office and I have to show it to everybody. Every single person in my office knows what my family is getting for Christmas. Sorry, I'm a blabber mouth, I can't keep a secret, so don't ask. But...I'm also their boss, so they have to pretend to be interested and don't dare open their mouths, so - family, I'm talking to you here - don't try to bribe them unless you want to pay their unemployment.
Oh, I got off track...drum roll please...the Best Christmas Presents EVER...
I was at a loss for my grandmas. One of my grandmas has a great outdoor flower garden that she has all sorts of ornamental stuff in, so I was thinking that she needed something along those lines for Christmas. Then I talked to my mom, who reminded me that Grandma is always talking about the stuff she's got to haul out every summer and pack away every fall, so then I thought that it would be great if she had something ornamental for her house plants. An inspiration from Sally at Environmental Art and Faerie Houses, who makes everything out of natural stuff, lead me to the indoor fairy houses.
This cute little A-frame is what Jay made for my other Grandma. He carefully hand-placed each of the stones in the stone wall, which took hours. We made this with the intent of nestling it down into one of her large indoor tree pots. Don't ask - I don't know what kind of large indoor tree it is. It's big and green with big, ginormous leaves. The faeries should be happy to be sheltered by such a wonderful tree. The trick now? Keeping my niece from destroying it (even if she is old enough to know better). Grandma doesn't have the word "no" in her vocabulary.
P.S. - Tink, I'll get to your generous award tomorrow. Three posts in one day may be too much, even for me :)