Happy Monday, everyone! Well... happy late Monday
night evening. Better late than never, yes? On this happy Monday I hope you are bundled up against the cold (especially you Dallas folks, enjoy the ice and snow for me!) and have had plenty of hot chocolate. Hot chocolate used to be such a treat for me; the first crisp day I'd hurry to the closest one I could find and settle in for a good book. Hot chocolate weather was a rare delight, but now every day is hot chocolate weather and that, my friend, is a dangerous thing. I will now be taking donations in the form of Starbucks gift cards to fuel my addiction and to help me survive the Seattle winter (which I hear lasts until at least April... sheesh!).
Today is the first day of the #12daysofblogging link up, and I am excited to share with you my love affair with a Christmas tree! Actually, with all Christmas trees in general. I'm a one guy kind of girl but when it comes to trees lit up with sparkling lights and dusted with snow, the more the merrier! Growing up, my most vivid Christmas memories include hauling out box after box after box of tree limbs to put together the 12 footer that stood in our foyer. The limbs were color coded, though some 20 years later the colors have faded and orange looks like brown which somehow looks like blue.. it is quite the adventure to get that puppy standing tall.
But once it is up, it sure is pretty! When we moved ten years ago, it made a new home on our front porch. Two years ago the stand broke and it crashed against the dining room wall. But have no fear! A little elbow grease, a long rope, and some sturdy knots had it standing for another season. I don't think we have it any more, but I someday hope to duplicate it.
This was the first year that I did not decorate my parents' house for Christmas. My heart broke a little the day after Thanksgiving when I spent it working retail instead of rummaging through the storage room for ornaments and garland. The living room tree is done in burgundy and gold and everything glitters. We wouldn't have it any other way :) Mom and I get a little carried away, but it's our thing. And we've gotten better about it, I promise! We used to have 120 boxes but with every move we've downsized... I think we can manage it in under 20 these days, but if we had our way (and an unlimited budget) we would buy out the Decorator's Warehouse and fill each room with a different theme. Or at least I would. How about next year, huh mom? ;)
As for my Seattle home, my housemate Kristina brought her tree and we decked it in red ribbon and woodland creatures. I spent the 2012 holiday season working at Pier 1 then snagged SO many ornaments and goodies the day after Christmas when they were 50% off. Add my 25% discount on top of that and they were practically going for a penny! Well, a handful of pennies but you get the idea. This year I've done my best not to purchase any decorations. The Christmas section of Hobby Lobby draws me like a magnet and has always been a retreat for me during finals. But I kept away and haven't purchased a thing this go-around.
One of the perks of working at Anthropologie is being constantly inspired by the decor and the display coordinator's concepts. Kirsten is positively brilliant, I tell you! And since I work in the stock room, I always end up dumpster diving in the art room. Now they know to keep the good stuff out for me and have even begun to label a box with my name on it in the break room. I feel spoiled! So far I've gone off with gigantic cardboard baubles to hang (be on the look out for these soon!), cotton stems and multi colored yarn, and oodles of corrugated cardboard. You may or may not remember a tweet about how I was hunting it down in bulk? Free is always the name of the game and boy do we go through cardboard at work. Again, be prepared for a DIY coming soon to a blog near you.
Someday, I hope to have a real tree. My Seattle friends all talk of going into the mountains with their families and chopping down the best in the lot. I might not go that far, but a 10foot, flocked beauty will someday grace my living room. Probably not until I've got a home of my own and have grad school behind me, but hey a girl can dream right?
For you night owls, thanks for reading! I'm off to dream of sugar plum fairies and the toy soldiers on stilts that came traipsing through this Starbucks (don't worry, they were safely escorting the snow princesses and Santa's reindeer somewhere in the vicinity...). Have a great night, my dears!