Aliens growing in my bathroom

[listersgirl]

I only shampoo my hair twice a week or so, and I don't use very much shampoo, so I've had the same bottle of shampoo for years now. I guess it's not that surprising, then, that it has turned into a creepy gelatinous mass of no known origin (see title). Eep!

In other news, my grand plan to do all my Christmas shopping at craft fairs (because I have NO ideas for ANYONE. I fail.) is being thwarted by all the craft fairs I've gone to so far being truly unexciting. Although the one I went to yesterday was in someone's house, and I left desperately wanting the house. It was so cute! Presents, though, have not happened (and it's double for pretty much everyone, due to a mass of December/January birthdays). Where is my present-buying brain?

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[nonethewiser.livejournal.com]

Etsy? Some of the design blogs also have great handmade roundups...

[mystery-diva.livejournal.com]

I have had that happen with shampoo...it's kind of icky. Generally I go through things much faster than that, though, so I think it only happened once with a bottle I didn't use often.

I have to remember to at least hit the Tranzac artisan thingo. Sometimes it's lame, but then you also get the puppet guy and sometimes some interesting jewelry.

In other Christmas news, D's family decided to do a name exchange for gifts to cut down on present buying this year....which is great. Except I got his brother's name (who is the person I know lease) and the bro-in-law James got my name, which means I'm getting something scary :) There's a separate exchange for stockings, and D's mom got me...which means I'll get a variety of scary things (because it turns out she's about as bad as my mom for gift buying).

[bureinato.livejournal.com]

I just had an IM conversation with my stepmother where we asked each other what we wanted for xmas. She wants a salad spinner, I want warm slippers. We are boring people :)

[genarti]

I think your present-buying brain ran off with mine. I suspect they're currently enjoying wacky hijinks somewhere southerly and warm.

Bah, say I.

[anglaisepaon.livejournal.com]

I hear you on the present-buying brain. The only gift I know for sure is for my mother, because she asked for something. I'll be trolling Etsy in a few weeks and cursing my procrastinatory tendencies.

[shoefiend.livejournal.com]

Right up your alley, and in your neighbourhood, too (kinda).