An Excuse

I went to Target yesterday to attempt to recreate the photograph from my last entry . . . golds and soft ivories, sparkle and subtlety.

Though I didn't recreate the picture as I had hoped, I started grabbing other ornaments that caught my eye. 

Vintage-looking ornaments with the twelve days of Christmas, a huge, heavy, sparky {s i n g l e} silver ornament that my Mom gave me a few years ago {still my favorite ornament},  more  more more
twinkly lights.  And.  A mistletoe.  

Below - loving that you can see the reflection of me crouching on the ground trying to catch a proper shot that does the ornament justice.  Meanwhile, J, snooping over the couch to see what I'm up to. 

Our first ornament, a gift from Cindy.

Mistletoe . . . as if I needed another excuse to kiss my husband . . .

I can see the Charlie Brown tree becoming a tradition for J and I.

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas at the K's house.

 A bit of cheer is just what we needed around here . . .