My cheesy plastic light-up Santas are getting ready to settle down for a long winter's nap. Today the temperatures are spring-like, but that is going to change dramatically in the next 24 hours. Winter is going to arrive ~ like it or not (and I don't like it).
Friday I met friend Sheila In Norwalk, OH, to do a little antiquing. I usually don't have much luck there, but did find a few things. They did have a wonderful old feather tree with some antique ornaments and garland, but even the sale price was much more than I would spend.
I had forgotten I had the "egg crate" Santa on the left (do I have too many Santas?) so I bought the guy on the right. His one foot has some serious damage (actually it is totally missing) but the damage will be easy to hide and for the price, I figured I could live with it.
I bought this book not just for the Santa graphic but because the date of 1920 was the year of my mom's birth.
This little pin cushion/thread minder also came home with me along with a few other "unmemorable" items.
This is the view I've had of Maya the granddog for the last four days. Other than to eat or do her "business", she is in bed under a blanket. Sometimes the blanket will be barking and moving around . . . lol.
I have been undecorating for a couple days and hopefully will be done soon, and then another couple days to get the house back to normal. Christmas comes and goes much too quickly.
Four days off . . . four days of sleeping in . . . tomorrow morning is going to be really tough.
Thanks so much for stopping by.
Pug hugs :)