If you’re anything like me, you love seeing the inside of other people’s houses. Have you ever been walking or driving at night, and come across a house with curtains thrown open, and lights ablaze? It’s hard not to look in, right??
No? I’m the only incorrigible snoop out there? Ah, well, there are worse things to be. It is hard, though, being a snoop in a rural area, because that’s pretty much trespassing.
Anywho. Here’s what our house looks like this Christmas. One thing about working for a ranch is that housing is typically part of the package, and we don’t get to choose where we live. (We don’t, however, live in one bunkhouse with the entire crew, as my OB had thought, based upon the bunkhouses in old westerns. For this I am very, very thankful. I mean, our crew is great, but is any crew great enough that co-habitating sounds excellent? Likely not) I’ve lived in five different ranch houses, ranging from just-barely-modernized homestead cabin to triple-wide modular to our current house. This one, though? I never want to leave. It has excellent bones, and although it’s in need of some upgrades, it’s such a great house. It started out as an original homestead cabin, too, but has been added onto three or four times in the hundred-plus years it’s been standing (judging by the dates on the cemetery behind the house), and is perfect for what we need.
And, you guys? It has three bathrooms. Having had just one, three is a dream.
As far as our Christmas decor goes, you’ll find nothing white, nothing matching, and nothing Pinterest-worthy, but gosh is it cozy of an evening with the lights on and the woodstove blazing. I also don’t decorate every room, as much as I’d like to. I have in the past, but with a toddler running around and a belly in the way, I opted to simplify a little this year.
This is my favorite part of the house this time of year. There’s a sofa and a TV just out of the frame to the right, and we’ve spent so many pleasant evenings up here after Wacey’s in bed, cozy by the fire (and lately, watching the NFR!). I also like to snuggle up here in the morning before the boys are up with my Advent devotional–it’s magical. PS–did you catch that there are four stockings? I got one for littlest bub this year to make sure he’d have a matching one (these are super affordable from World Market–their stock leaves pretty fast, but they have an adorable fair isle one on sale right now!) and I couldn’t resist putting it up. I plan on embroidering everyone’s names on them someday, but figured I can have a pass this year since we’re keeping LB’s name a secret until he’s born!
…these actually stay like this all year, lights and all, much to my husband’s chagrin. He says twinkle lights are for college, I say they are for every day of every week and are appropriate for literally every occasion. I’m considering bringing several strands to the hospital delivery room. I’m not kidding.
My grandmother has been gifting us pieces of this nativity for the past several years, and it was finally completed last year. I seriously love it. It’s the first thing to go up when I decorate, and the last thing to come down.
Wacey has recently learned about noses, and yells “NOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEE” whenever we go past the nutcrackers. Apparently their olfactory appendages are particularly impressive.
I made actual cranberry garlands this year, and sealed them with acrylic so they’ll last a couple of years. It was a pain to make them, but I’m really happy with how they turned out!
One thing that’s kind of lovely about this house is that the ground-floor bedrooms (it’s kind of a split level) get a little sun in the morning, but stay pretty grey most of the time, which is ideal for toddler naps and resting during the day. However, it doesn’t make for a great picture, but you get the idea!
The top picture is the window in our bedroom, the bottom is one of the windows in Wacey’s.
Not pictured: the disaster that is my exercise con gift wrapping room that is literally brimming with so much Christmas cheer I have to jump over all of it to get to the treadmill. It’s festive, and just a little bit dangerous.
There’s more Christmas-y things sprinkled here and there–apparently I have a penchant for holiday handtowels–but nothing too crazy. Someday I would love to have real greenery everywhere instead of artifical, and do more in the playroom (we will have a kids tree down there next year, since we have a spare smaller artificial tree we don’t use), but we’re off to a cozy and festive start and I just love it. Of course, it’s all made more magical by the toddler running around exclaiming over the lights and the ornaments like he’s never seen anything like it in his life.
Merry Christmas, indeed! I hope your gift wrapping situation’s middle name isn’t Danger like mine is.