Last year in the haste of the move only half of our Christmas Decorations saw the light of day. Moving into a new house 12 days before Christmas was not ideal. Since it took us weeks to pull out our Halloween Decorations, I’m determined to be organized this Christmas. ORGANIZED, I tell you!! A couple of weeks ago, I pulled out some of our boxes marked Christmas and made sure all the lights were in one bin, decorations in another, etc… etc… In the midst of my back being out and days after my grandmother’s funeral, I was in the upstairs throwing broken ornaments out and having bouts of tearful fits. Bruce hid from my organizational crying spasm as all smart husbands would. He poked in once and I saw the look in his eye of flee flee!! She’s on an organization fit! When I’m upset I clean. So if my house is a mess just assumed I’m a happy camper. If everything is spotless tread carefully!
One thing, I always say I’m going to do and never do is get some nice Christmas Stockings. The ugly shambles of what we call stockings mocked at me in the Christmas bin. When we hang our stockings upon the mantel it looks like a hodgepodge of strangers live in the house. Bruce has a navy blue one and mine is from my childhood with a strange santa on it. The cats share one and so do the dogs and well they look like something out of the Salvation Army. Don’t we deserve nice stockings. I say yes!
We’re having family vote after dinner from the stockings below. So ask yourself are your stockings a sad lot? Maybe you can find one that you like too. Got an opinion which ones should we choose. Is it too greedy to want an antique mantel too?