Well well well, it's almost Christmas, isn't it? All those plans I had for decorating and new Christmas craft ideas, and trust me, I had a freaking ton, well, they're out the window. It's cool though, I've been spending my time doing more important things like going to Sesame Place with the fam, baking cookies with Gigi and wearing out my library card. For the first time in my life, I did almost all of my shopping online and it has left me the most relaxed person ever.
Luckily I managed to drag out the boxes a few weeks ago and get the basics in place. My little helper was actually a helper. He handed me the branches from the box and was obsessed with the strand of lights. He was so darn excited, it made a normally tedious chore (the separating, the fluffing, etc) go quickly.
And that was it for about two weeks. I had plans to make all sorts of gray & white and woodsy ornaments to go along with my Scandi-Shabby Christmas theme but time kept passing, I wasn't making anything and my tree looked sad. So I went and pulled out everything I already owned (meaning RED) and loaded this bish up. And dammit, she is festive as hell. So what if she doesn't quite fit in with the theme, I've learned to get over it. I'm assuming you have too? Good.
Every year I pick an ornmanent for Gabe to add to his own personal collection but I try to make it mean something. You can see his gnome up there from last year but this year's was obvious...the dump truck. Luckily Gabe doesn't have any speech impediment when it comes to his favorite type of truck because that could get awkward.
Here's the rest of the room. I picked up a few cheapy wreaths from Michaels and hung them from the windows (I'll take Shannon implements Pinterest ideas for $1000, Alex).
Of course, in my sugar plum dreams, these wreaths would all have been boxwoods. But they are expensive, so they weren't happening. This does the trick.
I can't add much to the tables without it becoming thrown around but Gabe saw this musical angel in the box and became obsessed. He calls her Tootsie the Princess and she plays the guitar. And when I wind her up, he climbs up on my lap and says it makes him sleepy. Seriously? This is what it's all about. This angel that I grew up with is now Tootsie the Princess and she thrills Gabe. I love it.
Some random crap thrown together in a random vignette.
I was about to put a cloche on these deer that my mom gave me but they've become Gabe's little project. Sort of like Elf on the Shelf, we've got Deer on the Loose. Gabe moves them around every day to a different spot. No mischief, no piles of flour to clean up, just some deer in random places. Works for me.
Then of course, the breakfast room, which has already been done up all Scandi style...
If you missed the rest of it, you can see it here. Other than that, there's not too much else going on around the house that's new and exciting. Normally I go all out in my dining room, but with a Bottle Pop party on New Year's weekend, my dining room has been party central and there was no point trying to work around it.
SO there you have it. I'm off to be relaxed some more.