Christmas Misfits & Mishaps
So I was picturing sharing these beautiful Christmas photos and projects with you today but it all turned out different, like the title explains. Sigh!
It was a busy weekend again. Saturday we had soccer and afterwards I went to another auction. I’m embarrassed to even share what I wanted to buy but please believe me, I had a vision. That vision was destroyed by somebody outbidding me once again. I never ever thought that anybody even wanted these ugly things. Boy was I wrong! I guess that’s what happens when you are venturing into Redneck territory.
But here are the two ugly creatures, haha:
You are cringing right now, aren’t you? Ugly huh? Well wild boars are so old-redneck German. So guess how much each went for? No really, guess!
You got your number in your head????
Well……drum roll please…$190! For realz! Can you believe it? Carved wood and the size of my 6 year old’s head. $190 for one???? Why?
I just wanted to paint them white and hang them with my white animal collection. Guess not! But I waisted 2.5 hours with 2 extremely bored children on this.
So, then I came home to continue with my Christmas decorations. Every year we cut out white paper snowflakes. The kids do theirs for their windows and I cut mine. It’s a fun project.
The right ones are just cut with a craft punch. |
I wanted to hang them in my entertainment center window and on the walls. I have used ironing starch before to hang fabric. That’s a whole funny story in itself what I used the starched fabric for. My friends know…haha.
I read online that you can use the starch to hang paper on walls as well. So I cut away, made some really nice snowflakes…starched them…stuck them to the walls and moved on to decorating our small living room tree and our fire place mantel.
I went to bed content with my decorating achievements and this is what I woke to. Really!
I was so angry. The snowflakes were wrinkled and falling off the walls and the light strand on the fireplace was half lit. It’s probably punishment for my early Christmas decorations this year 😉
It looks pretty though minus the light. |
Don’t those light strands get to you every year? They get on my nerves. I can count on them not working and failing. It was a complete new functioning light, out of a new box. Now I have to take it all down and get a new light and redo the mantel.
I didn’t have time on Sunday because wrestling season started. It is all consuming, I mean all day long. And this will go on until March. Kind of drives me nuts but the hubby is obsessed. It is his thing and he cares a great deal about it. It is a really big sport in the area we live in. When we started dating (I newly arrived from Germany) he thought that he’d take me to my first wrestling match and I’d think it’s so studly….Well? NOOO! I was completely taken by surprise with their outfits and headgear. Oh, really! It is awkward! I have gotten used to it by now but my family in Germany keeps reminding me here and there that it’s not an aesthetically pleasing sport. It is so hard for me to see my little boy out there fighting for himself and I get so anxious and sick! He ended up with a swollen and bruised shoulder and lots of tears. Not at all fun for a mother!
At least my small tree turned out beautiful! |
Anyways, this is the story of my weekend. It will be a very busy week. Lets hope I can fix my mishaps and share a finished beautiful project at some point. I have to admit, I’m not to enthusiastic about it.
Well I wish you all a great Thanksgiving week.
Talk to you soon.
you say you are embarrassed? i say i am jealous!
Haha, no need to be jealous! I didn’t get the creatures 🙁 bummer
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I’m sorry, you didn’t get the boars head, but I know about the snowflake cutting tradition and the small tree 🙂 Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours!
😉 Thanks!
Just wanted to let you know my grandfather wrestled, my dad wrestled, and now I have five huge wrestling brothers. When you say “wrestling season has begun” boy do I know what you’re talking about! It’s so hard for me to watch-it’s so intense!
I know, it’s way too intense. I feel like I had 10 cups of coffee when I watch my son. I can’t even take pictures…they are all blurry because my hands shake too much.