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Thursday, December 24, 2009

'Twas the Night Before Christmas - Scrapper's Version

My husband and his family have a yummy family tradition that involves these delicious date-filled cookies that they call "Hump Ups." Here you can see my husband making these scrumptious creations. He is an awesome baker! These cookies are such a treat with a cold glass of milk.




Below is our Christmas tree for this year. Each year we alternate between my grandma's artificial tree I inherited which is older than I am, and a fresh-cut tree, as was my husband's family's tradition. This year, as you can see, it's a fresh tree complete with many, many falling needles! LOL This is the biggest tree we've ever had and it even required a new tree stand to accommodate this big, thirsty beauty:





And, to give you a laugh, here is my altered version of "Twas the Night Before Christmas":

The Scrapbookers' Night Before Christmas

'Twas the night before Christmas,
And all through the home,
Only one creature was stirring,
A late night scrapper alone.

While she cropped and she trimmed,
Under her breath she was muttering,
"He hid my darn Glue Dots",
The poor wife was stuttering!

When out on the lawn,
There arose such a clatter,
She sprang from her table,
And dropped her paper cutter.

Away to the window
She flew like a flash
Thinking maybe it was UPS
Bringing more Close to My Heart goodies for her stash!

But what to her wondering eyes
Should appear
But a miniature die-cut sleigh
And eight stamped reindeer!

With a little old driver
So lively and quick
She knew right away
It must be St. Nick

He carried a sack
Filled up to the brim
With paper packs, cardstock
And My Acrylix stamps crammed in.

There were buttons and brads
And paper flowers galore
There was even a Cricut font
Not yet in the stores!

He went quickly to work
Storing it all under the tree
The ribbon, the fibers
And all acid-free!

"Those Fiskar punches are heavy"
She heard him exclaim
Then he turned to his reindeer
And called them by name:

"On Buyer and Stasher
Puncher and Cropper,
On Scrapper, on Stamper,
On Trimmer, On Cutter"

And he sprang to his sleigh
But before he could leave,
The woman yelled "WAIT",
And pulled a camera from her sleeve.

She snapped some quick pics
For future keepsake,
Thinking all the while,
Of the layout she'd make!

And she heard him exclaim,
When she finally let him go,
"Happy Scrapping to All"
And to all "HO HO HO"


1 comment:

Leslie said...

Dawn, I absolutely love your poem. Did you see Haley Dyer's blog? She has one too. She is The Inky Scrapper.
Do you mind if I pass on your poem? I would love to share it.
Have a Merry and Blessed Christmas and Happy and prosperous New Year.

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