Yesterday, our next door neighbors asked if we were okay with their outdoor Christmas decorations. They had one of those giant, blown up snowmen, complete with the lights and motor attached to keep it constantly inflated. The thing is huge, practically two stories tall, and the only place to put it is right between our two houses.
I looked at my neighbor and said, “Are you crazy? That snowman is GORGEOUS! The kids are going to love it!” And they do, as do I. The thing is so freakin’ merry and bright that my soul lightens up each time I see it. Additionally, since part of it falls into our yard, I can pretend that we have outdoor decorations up, since all my promises of naked lovin’ have not convinced my husband to put up any lights this year.
As you can see, everyone has their undecorated crosses to bear in this holiday season, me included.
I love Christmas decorations with all my heart. (Except for tinsel. Tinsel’s just a mess, like long strands of glitter that get everywhere.) The day after Thanksgiving is one of my favorite days because my husband lugs all the boxes holding our Christmas stuff down from the attic. (See, he is a really good man, despite his hatred of putting up outdoor lights.)
My kids are very exact about where things go. Tradition is king, over here at Bunkersdown. There is no mixing it up or trying new things at my house. The phrase you hear most while we’re decorating for Christmas (besides the “Mom! He pushed/poked/passed gas on me!”) is “But this is where we ALWAYS put it!”
This year, my mother downsized in preparation for moving, and my sisters and I inherited most of her Christmas decorations. So, for the first time in forever, things were rearranged as we made room for our new Christmas items. Some bitter and tough negotiations went down, but I eventually got everything where I wanted it. I simply had to remind my offspring of who actually makes the mortgage payments on the house each month. (Which is my husband, not me as the non-flow monetary member of this relationship, but they don’t know that.)
In the past, the kids and I have made several of our decorations. My favorite are the paper strip trees which have all been framed and have a special spot in our library. But I really love the Christmas card ornaments that we made last year too. (They involve canning lids, so how could I not adore these things?)
After some lovely and necessary Pinterest browsing, I have plans for some new projects this year. In particular there is a reindeer garland that I’m dying to make, even though it involves copious amounts of cutting- which, you know is not my strength. But my heart is set on having a reindeer garland, so I’m going to have to do it. I’ll keep you informed on how it goes.
It is most definitely beginning to look a lot like Christmas around these parts, Gentle Reader, and I absolutely love it. The lights, wreathes, garlands, ornaments, and Advent Calendars (but never, EVER the tinsel) are everywhere.
How do the Holidays look at your house?