What's that about the early bird? And waiting until tomorrow to do something you can do today? And the last minute? Oh, yeah. It's that if I think I'm way ahead of the game, the universe will find a way to blow up my scheming.
Preschool teacher gifts. I planted those paperwhites just after Thanksgiving, at the same time as I always have when I'm shooting for early January blooms. I was so proud of myself for having teacher gifts taken care of early that I probably bruised my back patting it so vigorously.
Obviously, one of the happy little paperwhites was all, "Yes, ma'am, I will cooperate with your plan." The others, however, were all, "What? You want us to grow? We gotta keep low in case the Feds come by." They're alive and did sprout, but are apparently in absolutely no rush to look like much of anything. I have absolutely no idea why, other than the theory that I shouldn't ever do anything early.
Late. Always be late if you want the universe to help you out.
Since tomorrow is the big day when Alexis will deliver her teacher gifts, I decided I needed some sort of Plan B. She'll still be taking the pitiful little stubby plants because I already have too many designated for us to keep, but I feel bad that they're insanely unexciting as is, so we're adding a little something.
Chocolate covered marshmallows.
I melted some chocolate wafers in the microwave and gave Alexis some sticks, a bag of marshmallows, and a few bowls of sprinkles and crushed candy.
An hour later, she was covered head-to-toe in chocolate, but she had made 40 perfect little chocolate covered marshmallows. All by herself. Alone. QUIETLY.
I hereby decree that we shall be gifting chocolate-covered marshmallows every year to every person we know. Forever and ever.
QUIETLY! SHE DID IT QUIETLY! IT'S A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE!
