How To: Bad Decision Christmas Earrings

It's Christmas (almost). The world hasn't ended, and for three whole days, it's socially acceptable to be drunk at ten in the morning. To celebrate, I have made some earrings. I've never really done the whole 'Christmas apparel' thing (mostly because I wear glitter year round anyways), but I'm making an exception for these, because I really, really like them. Also, I was bored. And we bought new tree decorations.

SO
You will need:

• Jewellery pliers (available from most craft shops)
• Earring hooks in gold or silver (see above)
• Baubles of your choice (Mine are from a garden center. They cost £8 for 20. Living it large.)

Making these is literally the easiest thing in the world. If you fail, you are an idiot. Use the pliers to open up the tiny loop on the end of the hook, slot in the bauble... circle-y... thing... and fasten the loop back up. LE DONE. 

Wear with pride, and do your best to not look like a tit. You will fail. You will look like a cockney pirate who got smacked in the face with... well, with some baubles from a garden center  probably. Best of luck.

You will also blend in with the Christmas tree.

What can I say, people love me!

I taught two people how to knit today! I've been reading a fan fiction about Captain America knitting, and his mum uses a rhyme to teach him, so I did the same thing, and it worked. Self five!
SH and CH both asked me to knit them some handwarmers, Loki ones for SH (Awesome, right) and just some warm, slouching-round-the-house type ones for CH. I finally have a use for my massive ball of glittery black yarn...
Things aren't very productive in school yet; due to the current few weeks being like a warm up period for next year.
Speech and drama was pretty fun, we went over a lot of pieces, for the concert, and possible exam pieces. Nearly got Bright Star learnt off by heart.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to knit, drink tea, and continue to be middle class.
A xx

Children aren't monsters (more or less)

So today I volunteered to help out at my school library, doing a work shop with some primary school kids, and part of this involved marking a cardboard monster. I had one of the kids writing down some facts about the monster, for when we would  present it to the rest of the group, and at some point she asked "Where does the monster live?" So, being the good persona I am, I tried to get the kids involved in thinking up places where a monster might lives, and the first kid that pipped up went "A cave of emotion!"
Naturally, my response to this was "Great! So where is the cave?"
This was followed up with a second kid saying "Um... Birmingham?"

And that's the story of how I came to not hate children as much as I used to.