Sorry to say it, but I’ve moved on beyond Thanksgiving.
Go ahead. Gasp and whisper about how I’m being BLASPHEMOUS in the name of all things turkey and dressing.
Tell me how I should really wait until Black Friday to think about Christmas trees and twinkle lights.
I really actually don’t care.
Just checked. Still don’t care.
I just ordered lighted wreaths for all of our windows on the new house. (Gawwww I can’t wait.) Since we won’t be moved in in time to decorate for the holidays, I’m going to deck the outside of the house instead.
(Inspiration via Between Naps on the Porch)
And since it’s been 75 degrees here this week, I’m thinking about starting to put up the lights on the barn. (Except for the front peak, which I will kindly leave for Ryan since I fell off the ladder last year.)
And I hung this fabulous Christmas countdown above from my friend Jen at Onion Grove Mercantile. I had to take down the Halloween banner, so it was obviously meant to be.
And when my friend mentioned she was going to be in a holiday tour of homes, I asked if I could help her and if she wanted to use all my holiday decorations that are in storage.
And because she doesn’t yet realize how annoying I will be, she said yes.
So, now I’m going through my old decor posts to remember what I actually have in storage. I cannot wait to break open the boxes. Can. Not. Wait. A few very select things will make it into the barn, and then I hope to bring over more of the boxes to my friend’s house.
Top of the list: The silver tree. Which I love with my whole achey breaky heart. The fact that I couldn’t put this up last year nearly did me in. I considered sleeping on the floor and getting rid of our bed for the month of December just to make room. Ryan vetoed. Such a Scrooge.
Second up: My traditional red tree decor. I love the depth of this tree – tulle and lights and red berries and bows and flowers.
Next up: The village. Which has grown exponentially because my mom agreed to give me her collection. It only took 10 years of nagging. I mean, asking. Nicely. I may actually clear off all my shelves to put these up this year in the barn. If I am feeling extra crazy one day. (The odds are ever in your favor.)
And finally … the dishes. Good Lord, I love these dishes. These will definitely make an appearance at the barn again this year.
So skipping Thanksgiving, it just works for me.
But that doesn’t mean I won’t be gobbling down some grub in a few weeks. Save me some green bean casserole and nobody gets hurt.