The Chicken Coop

I am a paper crafter. I've been playing with paper, and cutting and pasting for many years now and I still just love it. I teach classes each month and would love to have you.
You can find me at MyRedHen.blogspot.com and on Pinterest
or email me at MyRedHen4@yahoo.com
I'd love to hear from you.
Every now and then I have some cards or little treats available for sale that may be seen here.
My blog also contains my personal posts. Ignore them if you like, but you may get a kick out of them. Maybe my girls will read them one day and get insights into the inner workings of an old woman's brain....Scary Thought!
There is a list of labels on the right side of the blog, so you can click there to go to only the posts that you are interested in. That will allow you to skip the personal posts and any items for sale if you wish. No matter which way you choose, I hope will enjoy my little blog and visit often.

Friday, December 16, 2011

Christmas in Tonnaland

I love Christmas and never love my home more than it is decorated for Christmas. That being said, it's not quite the same when you live alone. You can get a "What's the point?" attitude. Last year I let that attitude win and for the first time in my life, I did not put up my tree or any of my decorations. What a Scrooge! I must admit that I came very close to allowing it to happen again this year. In the end though, I got it together and got my decorations up, even if I am the only one who gets to enjoy them. I used to decorate two or three tress. My home is now much smaller and after passing my large tree and many of my ornaments and decorations on to my girls, this smaller tree is what remains. When Tracy stopped by and saw it, she asked if there was actually a tree somewhere under there. Ha! Yes, there is. The remaining ornaments are my most special and meaningful ones. I love them! Most are handmade and I can tell you who made each one. The ornaments purchased from a store were thoughtfully chosen especially for me and have their own special meaning. It is a tree full of memories that never fails to tug at my heartstrings.

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