This dresser is one of our top 3 things to decorate. A real Christmas wish would be for those Avon wax carolers to magically still smell like cinnamon.
P.S. I basically have to become a vampire to not be in the shot.
I originally made this way back in 2009, when I first taught myself to crochet. 16 years later (stumbling across the old crumply printed pattern while organizing my new craft space) it became my December 2025 favorite thing to make. I think I crocheted over a dozen!
Next year, every cane on the tree will have a frilly little sleeve to live in and I’m so excited, they are just so sweet. They are giving off that 1990’s version of victorian inspired crochet, and we love that. The pattern has a copyright of 1997, so yeah makes sense.
I added a top loop for easy displaying/hanging, skip the loop and they can of course still be hung like regular candycanes. I also slipped them under ribbon tied packages and they became the most adorable gift toppers ever.
I’ve had so many people tell me that their grandmas used to make something similar using strips of eyelet lace and weaving the candycanes through the openings. I love grandmas and semi-sad holiday nostalgia stories shared through teary eyes.
Pattern: Victorian Candy Cane Cover by Cylinda D. Mathews (Available on Ravelry)
Christmas 1987 I got a keyboard and it came with the song “Just The Way You Are” by Billy Joel preprogrammed on it. Turns out I was never going to be in a synth band, and it’s the only song (intro) I ever kinda learned to play. I also remember thinking what a weird song to have loaded on there.
It was a far more advanced keyboard than I was looking for, when all 12 year old me really wanted was to be able to record my voice and playback harmonic swears set to chopsticks.
I also became proficient at the knuckle song all thanks demo Billy Joel.
We recently came across that old keyboard in a closet during the great clear out/room move and it still worked!
I took 2025 slower than most years, not intentionally and in reality the time passed as quickly as it always had, this year it was me, I was slower. Less making, less buying, less stuff, less going, less here, less there, less interest in things that were once interesting enough. I might be entering the most chill/unchill point that I’ve ever been at in my entire life. Just ask around.
Kissing 2026 on the cheek.
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