For Christmas 2013, I was still living in the little blue house. For Christmas 2014 I was here in this apartment. Hopefully I won't have to move for awhile!
I had just put the mason jar lights up in the dining room...
Under a cloche...
The pupsters, of course. Do they look two years younger? I sure don't feel two years younger and probably don't look it either!
Christmas 2014: I had just had my second ankle surgery in November, so I didn't do as much.
Since I'm quite clumsy, I always like to go back and look at things that have since gotten broken.
Just so you know, I knocked over one of my two navy lamps that were next to the couch the other day and broke it into smithereens.
Yep, cussed a blue streak while I cleaned up all those shards too.
I've broken at least one of the white pitchers you saw above. Yep.
The very top photo, where you see a crock pitcher with blue bonnets painted on the side? Gone, gone, gone. Broke it.
I've decided I might ought to start buying wood lamps, pitchers made of plastic or something. I break things. Always have. I stumble over my own feet. And I'm not Big Foot. I'm size 7.
Lately, when I've purchased things, they've usually been made of galvanized metal. Like trays and the like.
There's probably a way I can break one of those, but I haven't managed it yet.