Reindeer Christmas

In a fit of the kind of monumental decision making not oft seen around these parts, Richard and I have bought  a communal Christmas tree and have thus convinced ourselves that this and the joint purchase of a new Tv. speaks volumes about our commitment to each other. Namely that should we ever part I get custody of the snazzy flat screen Tv. and  he gets the cheap Christmas tree and I think you will agree I can’t say fairer than that…
For reasons that can only be explained by my new cream living room we decided to buy a cream tree instead of the mouse laden real tree I usually drag into the house on the 17th of December annually. The last time I made the mad decision to buy an artificial tree I cried every time I looked at it in mourning for the snuggly scent of pine and the promise of droopy branches. but this time the sight of the tree glinting in the new book lined dining room is enough to gladden this little housekeepers heart and long may this kind of enthusiasm last…

While the living room isn’t finished due to the fact that the pretty Cath Kidston wallpaper won’t currently stick to these ever so slightly damp 150 year old walls and I decided in a rare moment of frugality to wait for the very short window between the January sales starting and the VAT hike kicking in, before ordering new carpet and sofa covers, there is still something rather blissful about sitting down in a freshly painted, reindeer sprinkled living room and reading by the light of the glass flower fairy lights strung across the mantlepiece…

And look! Our very own Rudolph! A darling little tin version of  Santa’s favorite reindeer, snatched up for a pound in the pound shop and making me smile everytime I pass him.  Where once upon a time I would have turned my nose up at the merest hint of Christmas cute, now that I’m all grown up and thrice as silly,  it seems the little girl inside me is crying out for a dollop of childish joy. I’ll be insisting on a tangerine at the bottom of my stocking soon…
But isn’t it wonderful? I’m growing YOUNG!