they win

I’ve long maintained that the tree shouldn’t be set up until the 15th of December at the earliest.  What can I say?  I like a saturated Christmas.  This year the kids convinced me to do it earlier.  Today was the day.

I have to say it was fun to get out and dust off the baubles and trinkets which adorn our tree.

Most are handmade or have a story.

We rather luckily have a glassblowing friend who gifts us with these lovelies.

That’s a beaded one I made a lifetime ago.

That’s a kitschy, besparkled and bedazzled bit.  The product of a drunken craft night chez nous.

Everyone helped.

Taste testing the tree is always important.

Keen supervision is important too.

Some were confused.

I love our little tree and that everyone has a part to play in making it happen.  The mister does the lights.  I make the branches look pretty and add the ribbons.  The sprogs put on the ornaments and everything comes together beautifully.  Of course Ypsilon, being the new kitty, is going to be a huge big jerk and claim it all for herself, but it’s all in the name of a month of fun and merriment.  I’m for that.

puggletastic

Because I know that everyone loves it when bloggers gush about their pets in their posts, today will be devoted entirely to the subject.

Meet the mister’s surprise birthday present.  He’s a nameless wonder and a formidable hunter and killer of leaves.  He terrorizes the cats, digs at everything, nibbles the toes of sleeping folk, doesn’t walk where we want him to, makes forts out of our duvet and has pooped on the bed – my side, even.  But man, how can anyone resist that face?