I have a friend who is starting a club next year wherein the members knit one small item to go toward their Christmas Present Stash each and every month. I think it is a good idea.
I think it is a good idea because gosh knows I meant to do a heck of a lot more than I actually got done so far. In fact, the one thing I *did* complete was that mini beret that most likely will not fit my little sister. And I did start that beaded scarf for my MIL, but I know that I won't finish it by the day she leaves. Heck, I knit maybe five inches of the thing so far.
So what is it that makes us scramble when the Christmas decorations come out in September that gets us to finally get our butts in gear and begin knitting for the folks? What is it that makes us believe, in our heart of all hearts, that the folks will truly use or enjoy what we knit for them, too? And if they do actually enjoy the thing we knit them, do we worry that it'll suddenly come apart when that one person stops them on the street and says, "I love your scarf!" and one of the folks holds it up for inspection but an odd end jumps out and blows in the breeze for all to see?
That happened to me one time with a gift from a certain folk, a fake Bulgari watch that they swore could pass muster with anyone. I wore that sucker to work day after day, and wouldn't you know, the one day someone finally asked me about it in the elevator and I held it up for inspection, it literally sprung apart. (It also happened to HWWV with a fancy pen my aunt bought on Canal Street in New York.)
Remember this guy? I bet you hands down his mommy would love some knitted booties.
Off to knit.