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I’ve been having a hard time finding my holiday spirit — I think it’s because for various reasons, all work-related, I’ve been doing Christmas-y things since October. You know, about the same time every single business in America brought out the decorations and started playing Deck the Halls on a continuous loop. As a result, I was all Christmas’d out about ten days ago.

Ugh.

Yesterday, our neighbor was outside stringing lights on his trees and bushes, and of COURSE my kids started BEGGING us to put some lights up, or to put ANY decorations AT ALL up. Meanwhile, Wade and I were still trying to figure out where we stored the trees last year, because the last time we remembered seeing them they were in trash bags in the dining room.

Hmm.

Today we found the trees (in the attic, duh) and the ornaments and the wreaths and the Santas and Snow Village and a whole bunch of other ~~crap~~ decorations we had forgotten we even owned. AND we found our stockings, which is HUGE for us — we’ve lost at least three sets of stockings since we got married, including one really cute monogrammed set my mother had made for us AND the stocking I’d had since I was a child, made by some great aunt or other in the early 1970s.

I still miss that one.

Today we put up two trees, three wreaths, seven — no, eight! — Santas, and an entire Victorian village of porcelain houses. Our stockings are on the hearth, where Charlie is hoping that through some Christmas Miracle they will be filled with presents every day until December 25th (uh, NO).

We have one tree in the foyer and one in the playroom, because my kids are SPOILED. The downstairs tree has tasteful white lights and silver ornaments on it; the playroom tree has a crazy hodgepodge of things the kids have made at school, craft show ornaments my mother has bought for us, and Christopher Radko and Waterford pieces we have been given as gifts. All that AND colored lights because kids love those colored lights.

It’s the best tree ever.

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First thought: falala? Is that like falafel?

Obviously, I need to find my Christmas Spirit, too!

Well…you’re 10 steps ahead of me. I’ve got nothing out, unless you count the halloween decorations that are still on the entertainment center…eek.

I spent the weekend decorating (and baking) too! You can click on my blog link to see pics. I’m so proud of myself. I even used fresh fruit!!!! (btw: Martha Stewart does not tell you that the lemons will leak on your stairs a little after you puncture them)

I love all the old ornaments, and the homemade ones, and the ones with meaning. Forget designer trees, the ones with memories attached are my favorite. And really what the holiday season is about, no?

Thought it was just me that had no interest in decorating. I’ve got the pumpkins put away…that’s the first step, right?

I made my husband get the tree out of the attic for the first time in three years; so I absolutely must decorate. Even though there are only two of us in the house; we aren’t expecting company; and we won’t even be here for Christmas!As I dragged out eight boxes of crap, I mean meaningful decorations, I found myself wondering how I got to this spot. Boxing day will take on a new meaning this year as I am aspiring to at least six boxes at the curb!!

I want to see pictures of the play room tree. Those are the best kind, hodgepodge and memories.

Aha! You’ve finally found a solution to the “I want a nice, classy, demure tree but have all of these awful tacky ornaments that I am required to use EVERY YEAR” problem. Good on ya.

Oh man, I thought it was falafel too. I thought this was going to be a Bill O’Reilly post.

I am much happier to see your beautiful children.

Your sons are adorable.

I got into the holiday spirit on Thanksgiving day and put everything up and had the Christmas music going and wrapped the (5) presents that I already had.

I’m over it now. *sigh*

What a great idea, having a tree for the playroom. I will be getting one tomorrow!

My brother and I had our own tree, and it was one of those shiny aluminum ones. The real tree in the living room had nicer decorations, but it was more fun decorating our own because my mom wasn’t moving everything around to make it more “balanced”. It took hours to decorate that tree, because the lights and then the garland and then the hundreds of ornaments and then the tinsel all had to be hung perfectly. It was fun, except for when it wasn’t because Mom was driving us all nuts.
Now I’ve given up on good taste completely and I let the kids pick out a fake tree with huge multi-colored bulbs AND small white bulbs, and that’s the one in our living room. It hardly matters that they bunch up the ornaments, because they will move the ornaments around every day from now until we take the tree down. The only ones I handle are the fragile ones at the very top of the tree.
I’ve also gotten rid of most of our Christmas decorations, so once we put up the tree and hang some lights and bows outside, we’re pretty much done! Low stress, and the kids do almost all the work. That’s my kind of holiday.

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