Resident Chef hauled out the Christmas decorations on the weekend so I dutifully 'decorated'. Our tree is perilously close to running competition with Charlie Brown's tree and is most definitely showing its age. Two strings of lights are burnt out necessitating a trip to the store to buy more and it's shedding 'needles' in a vast shower all over the carpet. It needs a fluffy green/gold garland to be stuffed all around the 'trunk' to make it look as if it might actually BE a tree and not just some sticks stuck into a broom handle. Yeah, as I said - pitiful.
No matchy-poo ornaments or fancy beaded garlands for us either - it's a collection of mis-matched ornies that have been accumulated carefully chosen over our years of marriage. Needless to say 'House Beautiful' magazine won't be knocking on our door for a photo shoot anytime soon.
I love our nativity set - it's one I collected that was once sold by Avon. At the time I was a rep and I treated myself to these. It's not the complete set, sadly.