Dec 30, 2013
My dining room wall is my decorative play-zone. My feature spot to do whatever I want to create the mood I’m looking for. I’ve done collage pictured arrangements, fishing nets, trellises with paper flowers, and Christmas is no different.
Several years ago, I latched onto this vintage floral fabric which I love. And this is what the dining room looked like that year.
That was also the year of the red twig branch and pine cone chandelier make over.
I placed the fab fabric into black poster picture frames. Having wrapped it around the cardboard backing, no glass is necessary and they are lightweight and versatile pieces for decorating. The same sort of idea I saw in a diner we were in recently when they gift wrapped their pictures and hung them back up. It’s the color and texture in a block on the wall.
The first picture was 2009. And the above one is now, the Christmas of 2013. I had the curtains and swags up. So I added the pictures and hung them long way on the wall. Stunt wreath, twinkle lights, my old standby brown paper flowers and cheap red ribbon and Ta Da.
I created two-sided rectangular panels with iron on seam tape for the three bay windows and I tack them onto the window frames every year to continue the fabric in the room. The room is in dire need of an overhaul but at Christmas, I am happy in here.
Any quick go to decorating tips you want to share? I’m all ears.
Next decorating post will be on the floral arrangements. See you Wednesday.
Dec 27, 2013
As a child, I can remember feeling such an incredible feeling of grief and let down when the last present was opened.
All that savored anticipation had come to an end. Fin. Final. No finale.
In my adulthood, I feel differently. I am glad to be off. Off work. Off the stage. On switched to off. There’s that feeling of relief that I did it again. There’s something comical about the fanfare now.
I spotted a few amusing sites on our way back from getting Eamon his new glasses today in Easton.
Baby Jesus and his crew have left the house.
I’d say Donner and Blitzen had a misunderstanding.
This is the happiest holiday house on the Denton/Easton Road.
My lovely readers, I can not tell you how happy I am to have you as my audience and my muses. Your care and interest makes this all possible.
Keep celebrating the off-ness of it all. See you on Monday with Post-Christmas posts of Christmas decoration pictures.
Dec 23, 2013
PMS, a full moon, and Christmas aren’t a good combo. Even with a whole lot done, I felt incomplete and irritated at everything this past week. Not feeling the ho ho ho in the holiday tone. Here I had a beautiful baby, everything to be grateful for, and I felt resentful. What?
I want to judge it and yet I can’t when it may be telling me something needs an adjustment.
I’ve been feeling more jazzed than ever to move ahead on my blog. Take the next step. I planned to use all the pictures I’d already taken, enjoy an afternoon or two of all out creativity and take more pictures. I’d have blog posts for days.
Then life happened to me. A ton of “do-this-befores“, baby interruptions, and regular chores. When I missed my dental cleaning appointment, I had a fit. I would not be writing all those blog posts I’d intended to. The timeliness of them had passed anyway. I still had no help with the baby. And all the “Making Big Blog Plans for 2014” posts was making me feel crappier.
By yesterday, 4 days until Christmas, I was saying, “I think I might need some time off.” Time to contemplate 2014, paint my fingernails, read a magazine, create time and brain space. Relax. Be. Breath.
I keep thinking of a scene in the Color Purple where Oprah’s character Sophia drives her mistress’s car to visit her children. She hasn’t seen them in a heartbreakingly long time. It could be the holiday season. Only when they get there, the woman freaks out. Sophia has to drive her away unable to spend time with her loved ones. It’s heart wrenching. And familiar. To be within reaching distance of the one thing that will make you happy and have to leave it.
I desperately need creative time. I know I went and had me a baby and that is what it is. There are ways around this attention conflict. Expectation adjustments are up to me. Meeting my needs? Up to me. Letting things go that are standing right in my way? Up to me. Do your best, let go of the rest.
My present to myself will be to list out my responsibilities as if they were expenditures and overview my task budget. I may be spreading myself too thinly. And diluting my potential for greatness I feel capable of. I suspect I may just need my own permission to be great.
(And for a little Christmas Picture Prettiness, check out my final Christmas Decor Extravaganza post from last year.)