What to do with Christmas cards after the holidays?

I save photo cards after Christmas and make holiday place-mats with them.


My grandmother actually did this years ago and we used to LOVE looking at Christmas 1965 or whatever underneath our plates. (Oh look! There’s Aunt Jodie strangling the cat in front of the Christmas tree!!)

My own kids love it too. I have a place-mat for every year since 1996.

Obviously there are too many for the table now, so last year I started hanging them up for display.


Anyways, if you want to use this idea, all you have to do is make a collage of the cards and take it to Kinko’s (I mean Fed-Ex Office) to laminate. Keep it to around 11″ x 16″ so you have a good seal on the edge around it, unless you want to get them to laminate it for you on the big machine.


I use the self laminator after the Place-Mat Disaster of ’02. (Their big machine ate my beautiful collage. It was horrifying. I managed to replace it, but still.)

This costs $3.99, which is not bad for the amount of fun we get out of looking at them year after year.

Okay. End of tutorial. More jokes tomorrow!

I still think that elf is creepy

The Elf on the Shelf: An Elf's Story

Last year I wrote about the Elf on the Shelf.

Guess what? I still don’t like that elf.

And now he has his own MOVIE?!

Here’s a synopsis (from target.com):

“An Elf’s Story is the inspirational tale of Chippey, the enthusiastic young scout elf who is assigned by Santa to restore Taylor’s belief in Christmas magic. In spite of Taylor’s twin sisters’ joy at having an elf from the North Pole as a guest in their home, he breaks the number one Elf on the Shelf rule and touches Chippey in a boyish act of defiance.

The elf loses his Christmas magic; the entire McTuttle family loses its scout elf, and both Taylor and Chippey lose their self-respect. Through the power of love and forgiveness, both of them learn that true belief cannot be taught.”

They lose their SELF-RESPECT?! What kind of a creepy story is this?

And what exactly is “inspirational” about an elf watching you all the time?

I’m sorry. I still don’t get this.

S’mores Crescent Rolls

I pinned this twice.

Crescent Roll S'mores

Inside the crescent roll, you are supposed to put chocolate chips, marshmallows, and graham cracker crumbs. Then roll it up and bake for 13 minutes at 375.

The second version involved a muffin pan:

Place unrolled crescent rolls in separate muffin tins. Fill with chocolate chips/hershey kisses, marshmallows, and crushed up graham crackers. Fold to close. Cook at 350 F for approx. 15 minutes.
image from pinterest

Since I obviously really wanted to make these, last night I finally got started.

I also made some stuffed crescent rolls for dinner while I was at it.

Inside the dinner ones I put: a little square of cream cheese, a little cheddar cheese, 1/4 strip of cooked bacon, and a dollop of mayonnaise or mustard.


These were delicious!

For the dessert roll-ups, I tried mixing the chocolate chips with peanut butter chips or crushed Oreos. (I didn’t have any mini marshmallows.)

It turned out the ones in the muffin tins made a much nicer shape that the ones I tried to roll up by hand, but they all tasted good.


I guess the verdict is: No mater what you put inside a crescent roll, it comes out yummy!

What happened during my post-Thanksgiving nap


After cooking and cleaning up after our grand Thanksgiving feast (turkey plus FIVE kinds of starch), I took a nap.

When I woke up, my husband was calling poison control.

I guess the twins hadn’t had enough to eat and decided to drink their older sisters’ perfume.

I wouldn’t have been too worried (After all, how much could they have drunk? Wouldn’t it taste terrible?) except it worried me to see my husband worried.

If he thought it was bad enough to freak out and call poison control, then maybe it really was bad.


And the perfume bottles in question were empty…

I couldn’t believe they could have actually drunk perfume! Even the lady at poison control  said, “Usually five-year-olds know better.”

They, of course, simply blamed each other. “She made me do it!” “He made me do it!”

Fortunately it turned out they were fine; they’d only had a tiny sip each.

And when I went into their room, my nose found out where the rest of the perfume had gone.

That carpet still reeks…

Can I make my legs prettier?

Going to try this...2tbs cocoa powder (depending in how tan you want to be.) + Any moisturizer + an empty bottle + mix it all together. Good for super light girls.

First off, these are not my legs. (What a shock.)

This is from a picture on pinterest that had no link attached, but claimed in the comments that you can darken your skin with cocoa powder.

Here are my legs.


Oh come on! Uncover your eyes; they aren’t THAT bad!

The original pin said: “2 tbs cocoa powder (depending in how tan you want to be.) + Any moisturizer + an empty bottle + mix it all together. Good for super light girls.”

At first I didn’t have any cocoa powder, so I tried coffee.


It seemed like a good idea at the time.

The interesting thing was, once I’d washed all the coffee grounds off, my legs were super smooth. I think it worked as an exfoliator or something. I even tried it on my face and it made my skin smoother there as well.

So I’d recommend the coffee trick.

As for the cocoa powder, I did finally get some and try it. On the plus side, it DID darken my legs somewhat.


Unfortunately, it also rubbed brown stuff everywhere (see the ankle smudge above). So it worked about the same as leg makeup I think.

In any case, the whole experiment gave me an excuse to put my feet up and take a bunch of pictures of my legs to show you.


You’re welcome.