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Who is This Woman? And Why is She Saying She's Me?

I'm scaring myself. I actually put my fall decorations up yesterday. Instead of blogging. And while I still have a cold. Scary, I know. First of all, I love decorations, but hate decorating, so how in the world do I even have decorations for that season? I usually tell myself that I'll put up fall stuff right after the kids start school, but I'm never really anxious for fall and so I generally put off any type of autumn look until at least the week of Thanksgiving. Then it's so late in the season I can just skip it and go right to the Christmas tree and I don't have to put a bunch of stuff away that's only been out for two months.

I would have taken a better photo to give the full effect of the whole room rather than just a snippet of what I did, but I was trying to "hide" the extra loveseat that is now sitting by the fireplace waiting for Hero Guy to help me haul it to the Unfinished Basement. I was on such a roll that I would have attempted to get it downstairs myself but I was sure I'd take out the door jambs and then there'd be yet another odd job to add to the list, so I refrained. You want to know how there is an "extra" love seat? While I was at it, I moved furniture too! You have no idea how amazing that is for me--I curb my boredom in other ways than moving furniture; once its there, it stays-for years. Actually it was a little self-serving because that thing would win an ugly contest and it's in terrible. I was going to send it to the same place I sent the stereo but Hero Guy still hasn't recovered from that discovery. Brainy Boy and Little Chic thought they'd walked into the wrong house after school, but Little Chic was perturbed that we're relocating her favorite TV-watching couch.

Oh, and no one needs to mention that decorating the feet of a coyote is a little like hanging a wreath on deer antlers--I fully realize that. But, hey, MY mantle has slowly gotten taken over by dead wildlife, so I pretty it up in protest. It hasn't changed anything, but it drives Hero Guy nuts!

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Unknown said…
I love your decor. Maybe Hero Guy can pretend his wildlife are at one with nature with all your pretties such as the wreath's that were taken from nature anyway.
9/13/2006 12:01 PM
PandaMom said…
I am so proud of you getting into the fall spirit even though you'd still liike a bit more summer. I almost bought pumpkins today, but thought I could hold out another week or so. Hey, maybe that extra loveseat will be just the thing for your little piggie to cuddle up on....
9/13/2006 2:45 PM
Anonymous said…
Hey, you tell Johnny boy that any wife who lets him hang dead animals for decor in HER living room shouldn't complain if you hang wreaths all over that stuffed animal!!!! Seriously, what you did is very cute - I'd love to see a closeup picture of the mantel decor when the loveseat is out of your way. I am anxious to put out my Fall stuff but we've got to get the temps out of the 90's first!!
9/13/2006 10:23 PM
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