Yesterday night, TH and I started decorating my parent's condo for Xmas so it would less like a beige corporate apartment and more like a home. It looks pretty decent thanks to vases and hurricane lamps from Crate and Barrel, a hundred glass ball ornaments, a small table top tree and some flowers. I hope they like it as we are sort of getting used to it. I never realized how beige my parents furniture is and in all the houses I grew up in, how well, neutral things are. I guess I always lived in a amazingly beautiful locations, so you wouldn't want your couch to clash with the lake or ocean, would you?
I guess not.
Our tree is outside waiting for the all clear.
It will come on Friday. I hope.
Other than that, marshmallow making and the last of the panfortes are the gift of twelfth night.
Man, I hope my mood improves for everyone's sake.