I have always wanted to put up Christmas lights outside. But I’ve never done it.
Because I just didn’t think I could do it myself. Which brings me to something you may not know – Ryan really doesn’t like Christmas.
He says he doesn’t like Christmas, but that’s really not true. He love the movie “Christmas Vacation,” and he loves Christmas cookies and dinners and he doesn’t seem to mind gifts. He doesn’t like all the hubbub and stress and money and pressure around Christmas.
So, we have a sort of agreement.
If I want to decorate, or shop, or make gifts, or WHATEVER, that is fine. But I can’t expect him to do it. And I cannot get mad at him when he doesn’t want to be involved.
(This does not include activities and fun things with Henry. He’s all about doing those things and is awesome about making holiday memories with the fam. Thank goodness.)
This is all mostly okay with me. Because I would rather just do it myself, since these are things I love to do. And he doesn’t love them.
Which brings us to Christmas lights. Ryan was absolutely NOT going to put them up. So, I got myself some lights and clips at Lowe’s, a ladder and a Starbucks Peppermint Mocha. And I brought my can-do attitude.
It went really well for the first three sides. Then, we needed an extension ladder. I tried to finish while Ryan was at work and Henry was napping. (Pssst: That was a terrible idea.) And, the ladder slipped out from behind and I ended up on the ground.
I am shocked I didn’t break anything. But I could barely walk for days. I am still sore. I still have very nasty bruises.
But Ryan finished putting up my lights for me. With zero complaints.
He even said he LIKED the LIGHTS.
You guys. It’s basically a Christmas miracle.
And I love these lights so stinking much. But not nearly as much as I love that man I married.
In other news, I went a little nuts on the “bright colored Christmas lights” front inside, too. You already saw the results. My dishes have bright Christmas lights and I needed more. More, more, more.
First I made about 50 of these cute little vintage Christmas lights. I couldn’t help myself. After making one for a pillow box, I had to have more. They are assembled from two layers of paper and a bit of silver vinyl.
And to make them more versatile (and adorable), I attached them with glue to tiny clothespins.
I know my post yesterday had all the cards in the kitchen. But then I moved them to the living room and I like them here, too. It’s the sisterhood of the traveling Christmas cards. Watch for the bestselling novel.
They even found their way onto my kitchen clock.
Oh, and they also become stocking tags.
They will also make totally rad gift tags. If I can bear to give any away. #christmaslighthoarder