Tomorrow is December 1rst. I don’t really like to do much about Christmas before December arrives. Sure, I send out and request Christmas wish lists for folks that require mail service to give and receive gifts. I start amassing stocking stuffers during my weekly grocery shop. But I refuse to put up decorations. (I do let hubby put outdoor lights up because it is easier in snowless November than in the waist deep snow of December). If the radio starts with the Christmas tunes I turn the station. One of my favorite stations has been playing only Christmas tunes since November 1 (grumble grumble!)
But tomorrow I will start thinking in earnest. I have to pick a day to put up the tree.
This photo is several years old but I still have that shirt. I wear it every time I put up a tree…including at work. I secretly love the Grinch.
It is best to do that before the decorating insanity starts at work. In my old job, I had to help stand 7 trees-one was close to 20 feet tall. I had decorate 3-4. By the time I got to mine I had no desire left! (Damn lights).
This year, in my new job, it seems I only have to stand 3 and decorate 1. And none of them are over 6 feet. Sweet.
I also have to get my butt in gear for the shopping. We have no children in our clan now so some of the fun has gone out of it. And we have all reached the state of life where we just run out and buy the little things we need and want so there is nothing to put on our lists except big-ticket items that no one person would reasonably buy for another. So we are moving towards the gift card option. This gives the person the option to hoard cards from one store to “save up” for something they want/need or hold onto several different store cards until they think of something they want or need. Shopping will be a snap…just stand in front of a wall of cards and start selecting. The Santa in me wants to have at least one or two well thought out gifts that the person may like but not think of buying themselves. But lots of times it is simply walking by something in a store or craft sale and having an item cause me to stop and think of someone. I can tell you this because my brother and sister-in-law don’t read my blog…They have two wiener dogs, Jenny and Leonard. Jenny is brown and Leonard is black. I was walking in the store and I saw these.
And they dance!
Completely useless but funny!
An added joy this year is my older boy will be home for Christmas. He missed the last three. The first year he was in Australia. I found a tree ornament that year of a kangaroo. I cried when I hung it on the tree. The next two years he was in Germany and I cried when I hung the stupid kangaroo on the tree. I also cried (messy, need to leave the room cried) every time I heard “I’ll be home for Christmas” and “Blue Christmas”. Really inconvenient in stores and a bit scary in the car. No crying this year!
Wishing you all Merry Christmas prep!
In honor of my two boys’ birthdays and Canada Day I splurged on a proffessional cake. Yum.
I didn’t really lie, I just fudged the truth for ease of explanation. In the last Turn the page post, I said that there were no more cabinet card pictures because the back of the book features carte de visites. As you can see this was not the complete truth.
There is one more cabinet card of a very pretty girl.
What great eyes! And she has some very nice jewelry and the embroidery(?) on her bodice is wonderful! I like that it is asymmetrical. I wonder what the bottom half looked like.
Her photograph was taken in Sudbury Ontario by AJ Lothian, who we see and find out about earlier on in the album.
This is the fellow who had his photograph done by the same fellow in the same town.
If these two are not related I would be totally surprised!
The next time we do this “turn the page” stuff, we will look at the carte de visites on the next page.
Oh, PS, HAPPY CANADA DAY!
My kid is moving back home. This means that I am spending my Easter Holidays converting my sewing room to a bedroom again. (Happy Easter, by the way!) I’ve been packing things up and moving them around and finding new homes for everything. And as is usually the case in such projects, I needed to tidy up other areas to make room!
I was tidying up the Halloween/work costume boxes and discovered something I forgot I had. My grandmother made it somewhere around the 1970’s.
1970’s does 1870’s? It is rumpled from being in a box for some 40 years (only seeing the light of day a handful of times and never actually worn as a Little House on the Prairie bonnet). But being stored means it is in pretty good shape.
If you know me, you know that I view my Grandmother as a kindred spirit. The fact that she made this bonnet is more proof that she would totally “get” my Victorian costuming hobby if she was still here and that she’d be totally willing to play along. I have piece of kindred spirit evidence…
Anyway, back to the bonnet…. I think it is finally going to get a turn at being what it was intended for-be a costume piece. I have some cotton fabric that is destined to become a dress this summer and I think they go together reasonably well.
Bonus? That is one less piece I have to come up with!
Hope this year is free of strife and full of joy and creativity!
P.S. Felt weird setting up the the publishing date on this! 2016. Wow!
We had a good start to our road trip!
We stopped in a small town for lunch and they had these two little buildings made from glass bottles.
The little church was very pretty.
I am really pleased with how well my phone takes pictures!
Nice little windows in the church.
I guess the people who made this we Bob and Dora.
I don’t know if this is a world-wide thing but lots of small towns have these random “attractions”.
Now to find places for all our crap so we can walk!
Shirley even thought of a Christmas tree!
Shirley found the very evil Mr. Scrooge!
There was a very cute little parade. It was so small, they went around the block twice. I loved it!
This is what Shirley and I wore the first night. Shirley was in an early 1860’s style and mine was early 50’s.
Father Christmas! We’ve been good ladies….
Or have we. Our flasks didn’t contain just water!
I joke about our booze in our flasks but we really were good girls. Neither of us consumed more than an ounce of Bailey’s or Brandy and we were in our jammies by 9:00.
Me in my Ugly Bag of Tea Gown reading how to be a Victorian. I highly recommend this book by the way. It doesn’t seem to have the usual misinformation (aka. crap) that other sources have.