15 December 2009

xmas comes to the shoebox

nathan and i trotted out my nutcracker collection this past weekend so that there would be some semblance of holiday cheer in our shoebox. all these years living on my own, i haven't often had an xmas tree, which is completely tragic being that i love them so. this year it dawned on me: wreathes! the poor man's tree. still fills the room with that gorgeous smell.

my favorite nutcracker is the pink haired pirate. he has a treasure map draped over his arm... and a pegleg!


this stocking is as old as i am, knitted for me by great grandma flo.