Not around here they don’t.
If there are prizes, I will be competing in the “least prepared for Christmas” category.
Last year, we did not have a tree. Last year, I put my baubles in a bowl, and it made a very pretty centerpiece. I haven’t gone that far yet. I am still holding out hope for a real tree (he’s got one more day, people).
Well, I do have this tree.
My MIL in her youth took a ceramics class. She cast this tree, and the Santa and reindeer below. And, many, many more things, Christmas and otherwise. I was hoping that my Christmas Crazy would showcase all the things she did. But, well, you’ll see.
Bella was very talented at ceramics. It’s a shame she chose to give it up.
My dining room decorations.
This bare green field is where our Nativity goes. Bella cast our Nativity, too, and it is an especial point of pride for DearDR. It is truly gorgeous, each figure (and there are many) painstakingly handpainted. She even pasted small “jewels” on the robes and gifts of the Magi.
And DearDR does not want me to handle it. He doesn’t want me carrying the boxes upstairs, unpacking it, putting it out for display. I break things. It’s true, I do, as the lack of juice glasses from our wedding swag attests.
But come tomorrow night, if that Nativity isn’t out by his own hand, it will be out by mine. Fragile ceramics coming up from the basement notwithstanding.
You’ve been warned.
This is where our tree would go… Er, is going to go. Tonight.
This is my wreath. That is not my front door. As soon as I finish the list of all the stuff I have to do tonight, I’ll get right on that.
I decorate the bathroom! I even have pretty towels, although they are all currently in the washer.
Sadly, this is indicative of where most of my Christmas Crazy still is this year. In boxes, sitting forlornly in the basement.
I don’t even care that much for myself. But when I was growing up, part of the wonder, magic, and joy of the Season was how beautifully decorated my parents house was. And my parents did it together, with mom ironing bows for the tree and the garland she strung on the stair banisters, and my father putting up lights outside and putting up the tree. We all decorated it together, as a family.
And now, if you don’t mind, I will just go about my business. Because thinking about this more will only put me in a funk, and I don’t have time for that. Enjoy more Christmas Crazy (REAL Christmas Crazy) by checking out all the fun folks here.
8 thoughts on “Do They Know It’s Christmas Crazy?”
Hope your tree makes it up tonight! And I would love to see pictures of the nativity, it sounds quite gorgeous.
I love that you posted a photo of where the nativity will be and where the tree will be!
My mom had a ceramics business in our house when I was growing up and I saw many of those trees! And oh those little plastic “bulbs”!
Oh, I SO feel your dismay at the boxes still sitting unpacked inside. Hubby did his usual extravaganza outside, but I just haven’t gotten it together at all inside! I like your attitude, though, so I’m going to adopt it. Tonight. Yeah, tonight!
Damama T’s Christmas Crazy, too!
That looks like how fast things are going up around here. At this point, why bother if we’ll have to take it down again so soon? Just put on some Carols full blast and sing your heart out. It will bring the feeling the decorations would have.
I have a ceramic tree, somewhere, but I can not find it. and I live in a very small house, so there are not many places it can be. I hope you get your tree and your nativity put up soon.
You aren’t going to believe me but I have TWO of those green ceramic trees that I inherited from my grandparents. It must have been ‘the thing’ back when.
I feel ya’, I really do. There is more crap in my garage still in boxes than there is out where it belongs. At least I have a tree, though. 😉
BTW, I’m totally wanting one of those ceramic trees. I need to hunt one down on ebay or something.
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