My current supply of crafty items is a little pathetic.

I wanted to do a couple of Christmas crafts with the kids last week, but I didn’t have all the supplies I needed. So I made a list. And today I went to Michael’s, where half the people in the known universe were also shopping.

I shoved my way through to the ribbon, where they didn’t have what I wanted; I pushed through to the yarn, where I couldn’t find any in a Christmassy green; and then I couldn’t remember what I planned to do with some of the other stuff on my list, so I gave up and we left.

Why? Why did I not buy each and every thing on my list? What was I thinking—maybe I just wrote down red and white craft felt because I like practicing my handwriting skills?

The holidays have sucked the logic right out of my brain. Or maybe the crowd did that. Or maybe it was the fact that we have a new baby, and I haven’t slept in seven weeks. Whatever. The take-home message is this: my brain is mush. Also, we will have to make all green felt Christmas ornaments, because I am not going back to Michael’s for the red and white stuff.