Kate's Point of View

I have one additional Christmas gift I wanted to mention because I think it would make a great gift for just about any guy. Guys can be hard to buy for so having a good gift idea to fall back on always helps.

Caswell Massey sells several different colognes. Over the holidays they sold a four-scent pack for a stocking-stuffer price. Post-holidays the prices are higher but still inexpensive for cologne. The two scents I would recommend are Jockey Club and Number Six. They smell nice enough but when you find out that those are the preferred scents of John F. Kennedy and George Washington, respectively, they start to smell so much nicer. A few sprays of these colognes (not together!) and your man will be stinking of power and authority.

Strengthening by previously expressed love for Pinterest, I got a tip via Poppytalk for how to create my own envelopes. Poppytalk does a fabulous job of explaining how to create the envelopes so I won’t recreate that. What I will do is vouch for what a great, easy project it is!

I harvested a ton of seeds this summer, and when I say a ton I mean hundreds. It is way more than I can use on my own so I’ve created artfully packaged (only insofar as they are in homemade envelopes) seed packs.

It will be great for Christmas gifts and stocking stuffers.

Spotting the Hipster Lately, I’ve been accused of being a hipster. I’m pretty entertained by this, mostly by thinking how horrified my hipster college friends would be if they knew. Sure, I’m married to aboy who wear black plastic glasses and rides a Vespa, but does that make me a hipster?

When I was in college, my friends and I were obsess with online quizes. I decided to take a quiz to evaluate my hipster quotient (thereby disqualifying myself from ever being truly cool enough to qualify as a total hipster) and according to tha random internet author of this quiz, honeysuckle17, I am a Subtle Hipster.

You’re pretty hip, but not in a ridiculously over-the-top kind of way. In fact, you probably look like a regular person generally and almost blend in with the masses, but you wear a few subtle signifiers of your hipness. In fact, hipsters probably don’t realize how hip you are until you get into conversations about music, movies, and politics. You’re at a healthy level of hipness. Rock on. Don’t try too hard.

I think this means I can still wear my collection of ironic t-shirts, sport my many pairs of converse and rock out to indie music you’ve never heard of, but still enjoy some Katy Perry without worrying about hurting my reputation. It also means I can be amused by the Hipster Moving Checklist and laugh at hipster jokes like “How did the hipster burn his mouth? He ate pizza before it was cool.” (Thanks Beard!) and this one about water: