I am NOT a decorator. I don’t enjoy decorating and the the once-a-year Christmas decorating has been known to bring me to tears. Yes, really.
It just ain’t my thing. We moved into our present home in July which is a restored 70-year-old cottage (the cottage.) Most of my Christmas decorations are mixed in with dozens of other boxes that are stored all over an unheated old mobile home a “piece” up the road. That really doesn’t matter since I really don’t know what to do with the myriad of Christmas decorations that I have collected over the years. I use to pull them out, move them around the house 3 or 4 times. Then put most of them back into the boxes and back into the attic. (I digress.)
BUT, the kids (they’re grown) are coming home and we wanted our new home to feel LIKE HOME when they come. So, when my husband said, “how long is that pumpkin going to be on the front porch?” I acted like I didn’t hear him (ok, I ignored him) and went straight to Pinterest. The search ensued: “Christmas front porch” is what I typed in and started pinning. (I apologize to my friends who had to endure–or hide–my eleven minutes of 93 pins!) My favorite pin was the “how not to spend any money and create a feast for the Christmas eyes with all your old junk” …or something like that.
When I hinted, my husband readily agreed to empty his oranges from their crate since he wanted to fan the ember of my creative burst! Then I gathered boxes and wrapped them in brown paper, made bows from my
Then I studied my pins from Pinterest, moved around some junk and furniture, stuck magnolia leaves EVERYWHERE and WA-LA, my front porch!
I sure hope the kids notice. If not, ba humbug!by