Christmas Decorations |
Hi guys! It's that time of year. The bins are all pulled from storage and the lists are chiming up on my cell phone and new laptop.
Now some of you may be saying let's get through Thanksgiving first. But I like to enjoy my decor and the spirit of Christmas, and the way for me to do that is get an early start.
So, I am starting with a holiday tablescape. I have had December months where my decor didn't hit the mark and I have had to re-do some of it. Or worse. I found out that my ornaments were all ruined and I had to buy all new ones.
So I start around this time, so I can go slowly and do room by room.
Plus, it's nice to remember the "discussions" Greg and I have had in the past about my idea of Christmas and how it differs from his.
Mine is bin after bin all filled with categories and colors of holiday decor. I refer to these bins year after year fondly as:
Thing 1, Thing 2, Crap 1, Crap 2. Well the past few years have allowed me to acquire much much more. Names have been expanded and added and I am now up to about 18 large plastic totes. Names ranging from "Critter crap" to "Glitter Herpes", to large containers that their names are actually sentences. Like:
"Don't tell Greg how much we cost",
"Price tags removed to protect the blonde purchaser",
"Ornaments for that red tree you haven't done yet",
"Yes you bought us on clearance, but why?"
And my all time favorite:
"I will use this someday".
Greg's idea of Christmas is one meal and ten minutes of present opening.
Let's face it, if he had his way, tools would be hanging on a Christmas tree and motor oil would be served like eggnog.
Can you see that tree? Black screwdrivers dangling from a charlie brown Christmas tree and buckets of oil gleaming beneath it.
I tease him, but he does get in the spirit.
The Santa dishes I actually found at a flea market for super cheap, so there was no way I could pass them up. I think I paid fifty cents a piece for 6?
My living room is almost done being decorated for the holidays. I will be revealing it later. I just have to relocate critter bin, purple bin and white bin back to their basement location.
Right now they are being called four letter words by the man of the house.
Who has repeatedly try to dent "said" bins with his toe.
I just walk around them, but I maybe that's a male signal to get them back downstairs.
