So I figured I’d get a load of laundry going, do a little cleaning, and start decorating the Christmas tree. Standing downstairs in the laundry room I looked down and figured, eh these pants should go in…and the sweatshirt too. Just as I got the washer going, Lola went nuts barking, jumping and clawing at the front door.
Oh-oh…somebody rang the doorbell. And I don’t have any pants on. No shirt either. No way to get upstairs without going through the foyer and since the front door has side lights, there’s no way to go upstairs to get any clothes. The only dry fabric available to me was a small hand towel. So no problem, a little chilly but I’ll wait them out. Except Lola’s still going nuts and instead of the doorbell, whoever has decided that with all the barking I might not have heard the doorbell so they decided to knock on the door. Seriously, if I don’t come for the doorbell do you think I’ll come for the knocking? And don’t you see what’s happening to my door and windows?
In the lull between barks I can hear a little tap-tap-tap on the side window and someone saying “aw…look a puppy…too cute”. No it is not a puppy, it is not cute and if you don’t go away soon, I really am going to open that door naked AND let Lola out. How fast can you run? So please, feel free to stop by but do call first – I’d appreciate it.
The excitement of visitors over and myself dressed I finally got on with decorating the tree. First decoration every year is usually this one. Hey, you bring a tree into the house and things happen (better than what Lola did the first year):
I love my tree decorations because so many have been gifts or collected while traveling. I also have a hobby of making eggshell ornaments that started with a gift to Niki for her first Christmas from my sister in law:
Once I took a look at that I decided “I can do that!”. And started collecting eggshells whenever I baked by cutting an oval out of the front of the egg with teeny embroidery scissors. We did spit lots of eggshells out because I always missed a few little bits. After cleaning them out, I coat the shell with Mod Podge, then paint, then use layers of shellac – and I always put them at least 3′ up since the Berner tail takes out everything on the lower branches every year. These I also fasten very carefully since everything on the tree is a cat toy.
So, at the request of my blogger friend at A Detailed House (please, you have to stop by her site because she is the most talented and creative person I’ve run across) these are some of the ornaments that I’ve created over the years. Niki used to skate competitively and one of my first was this of her on ice:
A little gift for the teacher: