My days are finally getting away from me. I knew it wouldn't last long. With the impending holidays and the hustle and bustle and homeboundness they seem to involve (which I understand contradict one another, but makes perfect sense in terms of what our life actually looks like at the moment), it is impossible to do all the things I need to do and satisfy the Christmasly urges of the kinderlings simultaneously. For that reason, I took a mental health day on Sunday the 7th while Jon handled the event itself.
I thought I'd present the whole of the envelope, since they are all quite lovely and have thus far not been shown.
This depicted candied yams or some such thing, but did not, in fact, involve candy or yams or even sweet potatoes. Or cranberries, for that matter. Lovely colors though, all, and which sufficiently fill up the space.
And finally, we get down to it: Jon took no photos, but rest assured, they did indeed take a candlelit bubble bath. Jon evidently poured wax in the water - I suppose to make the interesting shapes that hot wax makes as it hits water - which I had to then scoop up from the bottom of the tub when I wanted to take a shower the next day. It was green and scented like apple and came from a dollar store, though no one in my house actually purchased it. The crumby bits of said candle were no fun for the wiping, to be sure.