I was hopeful, but no flowers came all year..
I tried hanging those lights up across the back of the room thinking it would just look like a disaster and the black plastickyness of the cord would clash with all the natural elements I had in mind.So I stood back and I looked.
It was obvious at that moment what was happening here:.The Fall fair was coming to my mud room!.The Fall fair is a place where flashy lights mix perfectly with corn mazes, food stands, displays of pumpkins and mums, and plenty of live stock.. Every Fall on (Canadian) Thanksgiving long weekend, there’s a Fall fair here that we really enjoy going to.
I thought this would be a great way to set the mood..I used plenty o’ corn, and some rubber boots for stomping through all that mud when you’re visiting the horses and chickens.. $3 mums from Walmart get all fancy in a galvanized pail with some burlap and ribbon.
My mason jar light.
got the orange ribbon treatment too!Or maybe it’s a little bit for me if I completely lose track of my thoughts when the baby gets here and I can’t remember what to do.. Here’s what happened: Earlier this month when I was at the Haven Conference, Chris was left alone for four whole days to look after the house.
It was not pretty, people.Not pretty at all.
The cat litter didn’t get changed once.Overnight bags from Kennedy’s stay at her Grandma’s didn’t get unpacked for three days.