Christmas is in full swing here.
My husband began his third attempt to conquer his cancer yesterday,
this has apparently unleashed the wild homemaker in me.
And by wild I mean:

I glittered those deer

I repainted that elf

I made three wreaths
one of them didn't photograph well

Painted a plastic reindeer. Love him!
And

made sausage balls

Plus fed the kids, chatted endlessly on the phone
to both of my sisters
and blogged.
So...... lest anyone should think that I am some sort of
over achieving miracle mom I will share with you how my kitchen looks.


This is remarkably similar to the rest of the house. Dishes included.

Standing in the kitchen doorway eating sausage balls and contemplating coffee,
I imagine being one of those uber organized people who cleans as they go. Alas that would've required the dishwasher to be emptied first and that didn't seem like as much fun as glitter.



Just sharing

Out on quick and very necessary run to the store for milk yesterday, I made the split decision to race over to our favorite thrift store to find a replacement hot chocolate mug for Simon. We were gearing up for a peppermint ice cream, popcorn, hot chocolate, movie afternoon and while the milk and candy canes I was racing out to get before pick up time with only 30 min to run into and out of Costco were critical it seemed as though perhaps the mug was more important. I'm sure you understand.

The store was obviously sending me signals.
I got these wonderful paper ornaments
Nine of them!
They are much more amazing in person.

These deer that will hopefully be painted and glittered later today!


I've always wanted one of these it really does keep your coffee/tea hot.

This is a treat from my childhood

No I didn't need it but just seeing it in the cabinet
brings me closer to that important feeling of HOME.

I think I can do this elf on the shelf.
He'll need new paint though

I don't know why I like a teeny garden gnome
I just do.

So no I didn't make to the store until after pick up which meant that it took twice as long and I forget half the things.
But I did have a lovely diversion which ended with a
sweet new Christmas mug for my youngest

and a bowl full of cheer for me.