Well, a lot has come to pass in the living room since my post about being a bit Grinchy and not wanting to even decorate this year. Since Em is here for a while now as my roomie she was pretty adamant that we get in the mood and decorate this house. So Friday afternoon Em crawled through Michael's gathering craft supplies while I was at work and I came home this past weekend to drink wine, make anything and everything that involved glitter, and get some sort of a tree up. All while eating leftover garlic rolls {thanks Jimmy James}.
It was pretty darn fabulous. We finally finished all of our project earlier this morning. I am really pleased with how it turned out -- all thanks to Em's vision!
I remembered I had a little Charlie Brown-eque tree in the garage that we toted out rather than dealing with the gigantic one. Also, we painted two canvases with chalkboard paint. This was a great idea of Em's as we can now erase them and use them for future parties/holiday decor. So I guess we just have to plan all those 2013 parties now.
Little Tree and "Santa, It's a long story..." chalkboard. |
This is probably my favorite -- the bookshelf re-vamp. Em looked at a lot of stuff on Pinterest and we were both really drawn to one pin where someone drew the outline of a stag on a canvas and covered it in glitter. I think hers turned out beautifully and I love our tall and skinny chalkboard canvas where she drew a simple Christmas tree. We just rearranged these items with some stuff already downstairs.
This photo was a little off center and it's a bit grainy due to the Instagram filter but I don't have a fancy camera like The Housewife. We put tons of glitter on letters we cut out from foam board to hang between our stockings and put up a spare strand of colored lights with some mercury glass candle holders.
I even managed to wrap those presents you see under the tree and I'm almost done Christmas shopping. Even better -- I'm grateful for friends that do all they can to make my life better and cheer me up -- especially this time of year.
Love you. Mean it.
~the single gal~
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