The date is December 18th. You don’t need Christmas decor advice. And I’m sure you also don’t need gift suggestions. So I’m not going to give you any silly holiday tips to fill space. I just want to use my blog to document my last minute holiday doings in Green Meadow Manor. Planning ahead on table-scapes makes too much sense. I must be the only blogger who is just now getting into table joy. You’re not like that at all, are you. You aren’t a procrastinator like me, huh. You’re much better.
I see pictures of beautiful lavish table-scapes and think:
“Wow, that’s really beautiful, but where do you put the food?”
“Wow, that’s really beautiful, but do these people not have children?”
“Wow, that’s really beautiful, but it looks like they spent their food money at Pier 1 Imports.”
“Wow, that’s really beautiful, but how do you see the person sitting across from your face?”
“Wow, that’s really beautiful, but it’s as ridiculous as the Pope at an Elton John concert.”
Do you ever feel overwhelmed by lavish and flashy table decor? I do.
Ain’t nobody got time for that! You just have to move it all when it’s time to eat anyway! What a waste.
I wasn’t planning on decorating my table at all for Christmas. It just sort of… evolved. It grew from a wrinkly pea plant into a smooth yellow plant. Er…? That’s not evolution. I thrived in 10th grade biology.
I’m a big fan of candle lit dinners. They are full of allurement. But they can get dangerous. Especially when
you’re tempted to dangle your bread stick over the flame you have wiggly eaters around the table. Addi knows how to shake it like a poloroid picture whilst eating. Even grown ups get the wiggles.
I have a magical alternative that cost me nothing. I had the extra junk
in my trunk laying around in my craft room. But if you wanted to conjure this magic up, it would probably cost you less than $5.
Put a string of Christmas lights under a burlap table runner. If you want to get really wild, sprinkle some confetti. Live on the edge a little.
Are you blown away with complexity? Is your face melted with sarcasm?
It’s easy. It’s functional. It doesn’t get in the way when you eat. It’s safer than candles. It’s pretty. It isn’t over the top and ridiculous either. It brings the right touch of enchantment to the table.
And that’s how babies grow? (Bad Lip Reading anyone?)
Anyone else up to last minute decorating? Or am I the only procrastinator on the Internet? Is there a corner of shame for people like myself?