the gents
I miss 'em already.
We drove nine hours to get home and the last two or three was in drizzle. And fog. And some rain. And let's throw in a little bit of Houston's rush hour traffic. In the dark. In the Monster (some of y'all know what I mean).
I was shell shocked when I pulled into our driveway. I was still thanking the Lord well into the next day that we made it home in one piece. Deep breath. Just thinking about it still puts me in a state.
Let's brighten the mood a bit shall we?
A brief tour of a few of my favorite Christmas decos...
A sand dollar I glittered years ago before the mighty Domestic Diva herself decided to make & heavily promote glitter. (You know who I'm talkin' about. Yes...her.) I made a set of six and I hold my breath as I carefully unfurl them from their tissue paper each Christmas, hoping they are still intact and haven't released their tiny doves while I wasn't looking.
Thilvethter greeth you at the front door holding our wreath with a thmile. (Maybe he'th hoping a birdie will alight on the twigth.)
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