Petula's heart grew three sizes that day...
I don't know what's come over me (an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese...), but rather than feeling all bah-humbuggish, I'm finding myself quite swept up with holiday excitement.
I think the credit may go to my Martha Stewart Snowbird Mountain tree for filling my heart with Christmas anticipation (and if you missed that whole saga last year, here you go). I tried to convince Davis that we should put it up after Thanksgiving dinner last night, but he convinced me to put it off until at least December 1st.
The tree's success has filled my head with dreams of other winter wonders that I'd love to have in my house, like:
I don't know that anything will come of these dreams of mine, but they certainly are fun to imagine. It goes without saying that I certainly hope this season's creative endeavors work out better than the flaming baby arm fiasco of 2006.
I think the credit may go to my Martha Stewart Snowbird Mountain tree for filling my heart with Christmas anticipation (and if you missed that whole saga last year, here you go). I tried to convince Davis that we should put it up after Thanksgiving dinner last night, but he convinced me to put it off until at least December 1st.
The tree's success has filled my head with dreams of other winter wonders that I'd love to have in my house, like:
 | this Christmas doll house from Allsorts, |
 | and these sequin trees by Jennifer Paganelli (there's a tutorial video for them here), |
 | and this winter village of Martha Stewart's. |
I don't know that anything will come of these dreams of mine, but they certainly are fun to imagine. It goes without saying that I certainly hope this season's creative endeavors work out better than the flaming baby arm fiasco of 2006.
Tonight was the lighting ceremony for our town's Christmas tree. It's made of lobster traps, and the fishermen are invited to hang their buoys on it as decorations. Yes, it sounds tacky, but I actually really like it. It's the third year that they've done it, and it gets better each time.
posted by Petula Darling at
11/23/2007 09:41:00 PM
6 Comments:
Yeah for not feeling all Bah-humbuggish! It's fun to be swept up in the holiday excitement, I say go with it!
Go for it! Even if all you do is dream about pink frosted houses, you've made progress. And you can't go wrong with glitter on anything, at any time of year.
Once Thanksgiving is over I say Game on! If I wasn't so lazy I'd have my tree up already. (it's fake and lasts long time) And I love our local tree too. Sometimes tacky just works. VBG
In my mind, you live in a pink frosted house. It even looks sparkly to me in real life.
That doll house looks fun,and your Scrooge ref reminds me of when my car tape player ate a cure tape during the holidays once. Everything became"An undigested bit of cure tape",be it indegestion,my catty terets syn,or an impulse buy,it was all blamed on that undigested bit of Cure tape!
You have such wonderful holiday stories!
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