M’s favorite of our holiday records.
For size reference. Yes, our tree touches the ceiling…. And takes up about 25 square feet of my 640 square feet apartment. That may be an exaggeration. Okay okay… it probably is an exaggeration.
&because people have been asking… yep, there is no ring on my finger.
tickled, clean, christmas baby.
mad scientist baby touching lights.
Yes, in florida we get to decorate the house with the doors and windows open. It’s nice.
Chipotle spice hot chocolate, popcorn, elf watching.
So it happened. Christmas is in my home… everywhere I look. Well, not everywhere, but you know, in lots of places. I feel better about the whole thing considering: all the decorations were either made or thrifted, with the exception of a collection of giraffe ornaments gathered for Marlowe. All giraffes are from last year, and unfortunately, I have yet to find one this year (I’ll be honest I haven’t looked very hard. I haven’t even checked Etsy yet. Weird, right? No, I guess not, I rarely have time for anything fun on the internet… but, anyway, if you know of any places to get some giraffe ornaments, please let me know!) Our tree is huge. (Insert rambling) I’m always so torn about the tree thing. Is it eco-friendly? Is it not? (It’s probably not). I tell myself, it’s fine! Since tree farms are good for the earth, but transporting all those trees to south Florida is incredibly not eco-friendly… and while fake trees last a whole lot longer, they are manufactured some where… (who knows by who) and still shipped across the world and country… and really where is the metal and materials from? This is something I should probably research a bit more… Yes, these are really the thoughts in my head, how un-christmas-y, right?? But whatever, for now, I’m going to enjoy my tree that touches the ceiling cause it makes this whole christmas thing a hell of a lot nicer! And I mean, Alex has NEVER had a real tree! (Neither has Marlowe, but that’s an obvious statement). Alex was so blown away by “how big” our tree is. That’s crazy talk. Sure, he’s right… I was raised in New England, where Christmas trees are a whole different story, but not even one real tree!??! That’s madness. Okay, anyway, enough about trees… (end rambling), here are a few pictures of our night decorating and other Christmas bits around this tiny house of ours!