Decorating!

Hi everyone.  First off, in answer to a few no-reply emails, Postman Santa is from an old Leisure Arts book "Christmas Portraits" usually found on Amazon.  The little stag pillow is a freebie found here from Helga Mandl.

I'm finally getting around to decorating and am avoiding the light strings.  They have a habit of turning trees into rockets exiting through windows.

So I started with the fireplace and wanted to do something different this year.  My Prairie Schoolers will be hanging from my little tree with large safety pins but I didn't get around to that yet.  Thought I would see if ideas come to me when posting just like the stitching decisions.  So here's my new cupboard that is the same depth as the mantel. 

I'm liking it for now but things change continuously around here.  I'm anxious to stitch a few things so maybe this year I will leave well enough alone and move on.

I received quite a few emails about the shelter.  The program we have here is wonderful.  There are undisclosed locations of furnished apartments that women are taken to.  They are allowed to stay there rent free for a year while they look for a job or make plans for living arrangements.  At that time, if donations come in for additional furniture, they can take those pieces or the ones from their apartment that the donations replace.  Someone comes to pick up your household items and clothing in order to keep locations secret.  Every item is appreciated right down to a crock pot and flatware.
 

I have to tell you this purse story. I went to JCP and found a nice pair of foot treads (winter shoes) for my nephew's son, but forgot they had emailed a 20% coupon to me that morning.  While browsing I spotted a purse that was just to my liking, and knowing how I always procrastinate, made sure they had several.  Mark and I went to the store after his work day, got the 20% back, and could not find the purse I saw earlier.  I stood there, stared at the shelves, and couldn't believe they were gone since the displays were completely filled.  I wandered in circles around the purses about a dozen times, browsing....staring....intensely searching, and hunching over more with each pass to get a closer look.  It was like someone moved my food dish.  Man, I hope there were no security people watching me on video.  "Hey!  There's that messy haired woman again!  Look at her - bent over and sneaking around like she's looking for a bug or a mouse.  Twenty bucks says she'll go another round!"  Never did find it.

I also wanted to mention that a giveaway is coming up. 

Thank you for visiting!

Wishing no one moves your food dish.

Stay tuned!

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