You know you're obsessed with blogging, when you commandeer your father-in-law's computer to update the world on your Christmas vacation, while you're still on your Christmas vacation.
As many of y'all know, this was our first Christmas together. My first Christmas as a Roach, a crunchy transformation if there ever was one! Grahm and I crammed into my sister's car, presents and all, and headed to Tennessee on Thursday to spend some time with my family. Christmas Day we flew to Texas (our future home!) to be with a house full of Roaches (that's an interesting mental image).
Remember how I told you that Grahm's dad is the ultimate crafter and hand makes over a hundred pop-up cards every year? Well this time around... he truly outdid himself, but of course, I'm a teensy biased.
Isn't it beautiful?
The in-laws made me feel right at home by designating the trick chair for my plump buns to sit on. Don't worry, I didn't fall... exactly.
We opened stockings, and I got these "Don't be stealin' my lunch" sandwich baggies. They have a bug on them, so no one will snag your sandwich from the fridge at work. No need to worry about labeling our lunches anymore! I think with this stocking stuffer, I've officially been inducted into the Roach clan (herd? cluster? colony? swarm?).
We also had an intense marshmallow gun war (grandmothers included) in the middle of present opening. We ran out of ammo pretty quickly, so reloading made us feel real empathetic toward all the men who fought in the Revolutionary War. I was shaking trying to stuff these little fluff pellets into my plastic gun, nervous that I was going to get caught in the crossfires of my 85-year-old grandmothers. I can't even imagine being in actual war. I bet their bullets hurt a little more.
I'm pretty sure we'll be finding marshmallows around their house for the rest of time.
To top off a wonderful Christmas celebration filled with delicious Mexican food, a plethora of Star Wars references, and lots and lots of salt shakers and snow globes (don't ask), my amazing in-laws granted my crafty heart's deepest wish!
I can't describe my heart's delight at this little baby. Now I can really get my crafting on. Imagine the possibilities! I just need to learn all the ins and outs of this machine... like what's a bobbin? And how do you thread the needle? (I obviously have a lot to learn.)