I think we can all agree that there is nothing more special than an advent calendar (we've already been over this.). Advent calendars are the freaking shit. In fact, I think we should have advent calendars to celebrate the coming of all sorts of things. I can't believe I didn't think of that before. That's a fucking brilliant idea. I will have advent calendars to count down the days until President's Day. And Voting Day. And my birthday. You are probably saying, "Lizzie, they only sell advent calendars around Christmas," which makes you a Debbie Downer. To combat your pessimissm, I present you a printable DIY advent calendar for you to use to celebrate any holiday you can count down to.
This is pretty self-explainatory, but here are the steps:
4 sheets of beige cover-weight paper (or any color you damn well please, really)
24 wee baggies (you can buy empty tea bags anywhere that sells loose leaf tea)
So, in the winter it is harder than ever to get out of bed. And I am known around our house for being particularly tricky to wake up and get going. You can't be nice to me to get me out of bed. I'll just trick you into laying back down and cuddling with me. Don't be too strict, either, or I will stay in bed just to spite you. There is a happy medium that involves Robyn or Tegan and Sara blasting from the cell phone speaker and you making coffee in the next room and promising kisses in the kitchen.
But for 25 days in December, all that changes. Because advent calendars give us a reason to live - a reason to get out of bed in the morning.
I really only discovered the joy of advent calendars when I was living in France. My host family in La Rochelle were really into Playmobil (it's weirdly big in France?), and they got a Playmobil advent calendar. Every morning we took turns opening a box with a little doll in it and by Christmas we had created the most glorious winter park sc...