'Twas the Week Before Christmas'

Here's a cute Stamper's version of 'Twas the Night Before Christmas'. Since we have just reached the week before Christmas, I thought this was fitting for all to read!

I have also included a picture of the card I made for the group of demonstrators I get together with every month. The stamp set featured on the card is from the Hostess Set 'The World Over'. The little snowmen were coloured using blender pens to pick up the ink from the lids of the ink pads. The burgundy grosgrain and narrow organdy ribbons finished off this simple layout and are adhered using a staple.


Twas the week before Christmas,
and the house was a hush
Save the stamping of rubber
in a last-minute rush.

The card stock was cut
with precision and care
In hopes that a greeting
would soon be stamped there.

The children were tucked
in their beds around eight,
But now it's ten-thiry....
How'd it get so late?

And I in my PJs
with bleary red eyes
Had finally arranged
all the stamping supplies.

It started out simple...
it does every year
Just make a few cards
for friends who are dear.

I pressed ink to paper,
it looked crisp and clean
A sprinkle of powder,
heat to a sheen.

When what on my green
Christmas card should appear?
Why, a tiny gold Santa
with sleigh and reindeer.

On pigment! On powder!
On heat from a gun!
Now ribbon and glitter!
Can I make eighty-one?

"I can do it!" I said
with all of my might
And looked at the clock -
'twas well past midnight.

I went straight to stamping
out card after card.
"This might take all night,
but at least it's not hard".

But after I finished,
they looked a bit lame.
I didn't want fancy,
but these were too plain.

And then in a twinkling,
a thought came to mind.
"I'll just dress them up,
and then they'll be fine".

So I went to my craft room
and looked all around,
Then back to the table
with all that I'd found.

My Fiskars I brandished,
I wasn't a quitter,
And soon I was covered
in emboss powder and glitter.

The cap of my marker
I held in my teeth.
I'd lay in some colour
or maybe gold leaf.

My broad little face
was all beaded with sweat.
But I wouldn't give up -
well, at not least yet.

There was glue on the table
and ink on the floor.
I laughed at the site,
though my fingers were sore.

I did not complain,
just kept up my work.
When more things went wrong,
I did not go berserk.

When finally finished,
one card about six,
It looked pretty good
after all of my tricks.

"I'm keeping this one,
my work on it shows
"So clutching my card,
up the stairs I arose.

I crawled into bed
at the crack of dawn,
Creativity all spent,
motivation gone.

But make no mistake,
I promise one thing:
You'll all get your cards,
but not till next spring!

--Author Unknown

Happy Christmas Stampin'

Stacey