Nothing truly deep or profound... just the stuff that's on my mind today...
I confess.. I think the Thanksgiving and Christmas seasons should officially and guiltless-ly be merged into one delightful season of twinkly lights, falling leaves and Christmas carols, pumpkin pie and pilgrims, yada, yada, yada. That way those of us who still very much enjoy Thanksgiving and the harvest season but also want to hang our vintage ornament wrapped canvases in the guest bedroom and hang vintage ornaments on the spray painted birch twig also residing in there, will just relax and do it without feeling some sort of weird holiday separation anxiety, because four weeks isn't long enough for us to enjoy those pretties. (My man says I over think things, and just do it because aren't we thankful for Christmas, for goodness sake? Not his exact words. But close.)
And because we're talking about Christmas anyway....
I confess... that I bought a fake Christmas tree. I did! I am totally over-thinking this, because I keep telling Adrain that perhaps it will somehow warp our children after a few glorious years of tromping around the day after Thanksgiving, hunting for the perfect tree, making memories, singing Christmas carols all the way home and decking the halls while eating cookie dough and holding hands. (If you got that last part, I officially love you.) I mean suddenly we go from that holiday scene to, "Hey kids let's get the narrow cardboard box out of the garage and.... er... kind of fluff the fake pine boughs." I mean, very exciting stuff, no? (And yes we did have a fake tree for years and years. I'm just saying. Cause it kind of feels like we are robbing them of potential memories.)
I confess... that I also bought a pine-scented candle at Target. I think that might have been over-thinking it a little bit too.
I over-think a lot of things...
I think about that sometimes.
I think in order to complete the Christmas tree confession, I have to tell you the reason I switched from glorious fresh-scented pine to boxy pine. Spiders. We've had crazy mild weather over the past year and that meant that last year it didn't get cold enough to kill all the critters. We chopped down a lovely little tree and it was infested. There were spiders crawling all over my walls, the ceiling, my ornaments. It was awful and it put me flat over the edge. Funny how the charm of a "real tree" just plumb wore off with that experience. Ha! I found myself the cutest narrow 6 foot pencil tree, perfectly sized for our tiny little house. It's pre-lit and cost me under $50. (Which will save money in the long run now that we aren't plunking down $30-40 a year on a real tree.) I did a dance of joy and there will be no spiders. There you have it.
My deepest, darkest confession yet.
I confess... I cut eight inches off the back of my hair. And I love it. I can't seem to take a photo that shows it very well. It's angled a bit so it's shorter in the back. I'm still learning how to style my natural curls but it's a fun cut. We're calling this "Stage two" of Operation grow out my grays and stop the coloring process. It's gonna get worse before it gets better, but a cute cut along the way can't hurt.
I confess... The thing I have looked forward to for weeks is almost here. I am leaving tomorrow. Leaving the country. Heading for the Hills. High-tailing it out of here. Jumping the border. I've got to get my suitcase packed as soon as I'm done typing this up. I'm giddy. Can you tell from this post just how much I need to get away from it all? (There should probably be a rule like, "Do not post after working non-stop for two months and hours before leaving the country with a pack of girlfriends.")
I hung the canvas. I stopped typing, hung it up, took a photo, plunked it into this post and there it is. I talked myself into it. Now I shall enjoy it for eight weeks. (The pillow was from Target today... when I should have been getting mayo and gluten free chicken nuggets so my man didn't have to cook while I am away, but got side tracked because I knew this pillow would look adorable with my wrapped canvas that I really wanted to hang up.) (I was right. It DID look adorable.) (I didn't put any ornaments on the tree.) (I do have a little self-restraint) (But not much.)
(Canvas can be purchased here.. also available as a photo print.)
And now I'm off to pack!!! I'll see you Canadians tomorrow!