sitting in glitter

I have been up to my eyeballs in glitter. You know you have had a good day when you go to blow your nose and lovely silver glitter comes out. Yes, I seriously just told you that. Anyway, I dropped my daughter off at the airport on Tuesday for a cheer leading championship competition in Orlando. So instead of drowning in self pity, I glittered. It is now Thursday and I have not stopped.


I wanted my mom tree, the one the kids don't get to decorate to be covered in vintage book ornaments. So I tore up a few old books I have been collecting and folded and glittered my heart out.



This is what started it. Saying goodbye to my baby girl.

And I am still going strong. Tomorrow I will be sitting in front of the TV all day watching the competition live. Screaming my lungs out and probably still blowing glitter out of my nose.

Happy glittering.

A little late

I know I am a little late posting Thanksgiving and most of the blog world is sharing there Christmas decor. But, no, not me. I am a procrastinator you see and still have the china stacked on my dining room table. Sigh.... oh Christmas why do you sneak up on me so fast

Yes, I know another wreath but I can't help myself. I am full blown obsessed. I saw this at a store up north and had to make me one. I have also seen them on a blog somewhere and can't remember at the moment to link up.

At the last minute my husband said I could not sit the rest of the guests outside. Last year we opened the doors and had two long tables outside and it was beautiful. But this year apparently it was to cold. I was still going to stick them out there but my husband said that would be rude. So I rearranged all the furniture and squished two more tables in the living room and it worked out just lovely. I think he was probably right, I just don't like my plans changing at the last minute.

Then we ate lots of this so we had to do this

DANCE, DANCE, DANCE. The wii dance game will allow you to eat seconds and then thirds of Costco pumpkin pie, and maybe the apple pie too and a few dollops of homemade whip cream.

Hope your Thanksgiving was blessed.

Christmas here I come.