Posts Tagged christmas decorations
Posted by tialys in Arts and Crafts on January 7, 2012
Is there anything more depressing than taking down the Christmas decorations? Well, of course there are plenty of things but you know what I mean! Plus, lots of dust which was lurking under baubles and cards and tinsel is now revealed which means the dreaded housework must be done straight away. Bleurgh.
Still, it’s Valentine’s Day soon and hearts and flowers will be everywhere. Today’s Saturday Selection – as this is not just a post about moaning and whingeing – is the beautifully named ChezSucreChez where you can buy lovely little cross stitch items which have been made by them or kits for you to do yourself. As you may recall me saying in the past, cross stitch drives me crazy and, as I don’t need any help in the frustration and eye strain department, I leave it well alone and marvel at the skill and patience of others. However, Madamoiselle Tialys, the elder, has discovered a liking for the craft and I am busy collecting supplies for her so that she can make things for me for a change. I have ordered this great little kit from ChezSucreChez so that she can make this one to give to her ‘petit ami’ on Valentine’s Day. Her friends’ nickname for her is ‘squirrel’ (or ‘ecureuil’ as we are in France) so I thought this would be appropriate.
On with the dusting and vacuuming now – well, maybe after lunch…….
Putting Up The Tree
Posted by tialys in Life in General on December 19, 2011
After some wasted trips and just a little bit of panicking, I found our Christmas tree which means that the festivities can begin. We always put on the ‘Best Christmas Songs Ever’ CD while we decorate it which drives Mr. Tialys mad but, it must be done. It’s that time of year when good taste and any attempts at minimalism go completely out of the window – in our house anyway – and, after a preliminary dust and vacuum, I can use the excuse that ‘I can’t get to things’ , to forget about anything too rigorous in the housework department for a week.
Time for light up santas..
Time to be helped up to the highest heights by your boyfriend….
……or your dad.
Time to dress up the animals again. The real ones…..
………and the not so real.
Now I’ve really got to find a turkey in the next few days. Not so easy here in France and, when you do find them, they are only the size of a large chicken. This is because the French don’t seem to understand that, being British, we need to buy a huge turkey and then eat it in various manifestations for a week afterward…….and then make stock. That’s not weird is it?