Decorating for Christmas has been a slow process around here.
For one, we never carved our pumpkins for Halloween, so those are still on the front stoop. There’s a wreath on the door, sure, but I think maybe we’re sending some mixed messages to our neighbors.
For another, I just don’t have a lot of Christmas stuff. I’ve made a point of acquiring more (it’s on the list after all) but I’m picky and stuff gets expensive, so my acquisitions have been pretty minimal. Which is fine with me. I love making my house feel special this time of year, but I don’t want it to look like Santa Claus threw up all over it.
We’ve got some shiny trees on the mantel.
A new nativity from my sister-in-law.
Another nativity that used to be ugly gilded wood, is now all gold (I painted it), but I don’t love it this way so I’ll probably spray paint it white before next Christmas.
A handful of white ceramic figurines: the deer bookends on the top right shelf above, a little penguin, and the fox I picked up a while back.
Along with our tree, some fresh greenery, and a handful of other things, that’s pretty much it. It seems to be enough for now, though. It feels–and smells, thanks to Donna Noble Fir and my cedar garland–like Christmas is coming. The goose is getting fat, y’all.
I can’t wait.