I started my first blog (The Wedding Dress Saga) to chronicle my adventures sewing a wedding dress (my first) for a dear friend. My second sewing blog (After the dress) chronicled the next 4 years of my sewing life. A new stage in life called for a new blog - welcome to: "In Over My Head"
The universe pays every man in his own coin. If you smile, it smiles upon you in return; if you frown, you will be frowned upon; if you sing, you will be invited to gay company; if you think, you will be entertained by thinkers; if you love the world and earnestly seek for the good therein, you will be surrounded by loving friends, and nature will pour into your lap the treasures of the earth.~ N.W. Zimmerman
Years ago, I found a small lump of coal, picked it up and saved it. That Christmas I wrapped it and gave it to my husband. I don't think he got the joke. Oh, well.
Last year, we only put plastic ornaments on the tree and kept the kitten shut out of the part of the house that had access to the tree when we weren't home. This year, I thought, 'She's old enough now that it shouldn't be a big deal.' I put up most of my usual ornaments; we let her free to roam the house as usual. The first morning we came downstairs and found three ornaments on the floor; one was a glass ball that came from one of the sets we bought the first year we were married. It was all the way across the room, broken into several pieces.
We have resumed closing the doors when no one's around to keep her honest. :-(
8 comments:
Yep. I've got one like that, too.
;-) So did he succeed in hunting them all, from that beautifully decorated tree? That would be a bit sad...
LOL! Thanks for sharing this photo - it's adorable!
Years ago, I found a small lump of coal, picked it up and saved it. That Christmas I wrapped it and gave it to my husband. I don't think he got the joke. Oh, well.
Are you sure he's not trying to hang an ornament? :)
Awww... he likes your tree!!! Last year we discovered our very bad cats peeing on our Christmas tree.
I have one like that too except he is black. The bird ornaments are his favorites.
Last year, we only put plastic ornaments on the tree and kept the kitten shut out of the part of the house that had access to the tree when we weren't home. This year, I thought, 'She's old enough now that it shouldn't be a big deal.' I put up most of my usual ornaments; we let her free to roam the house as usual.
The first morning we came downstairs and found three ornaments on the floor; one was a glass ball that came from one of the sets we bought the first year we were married. It was all the way across the room, broken into several pieces.
We have resumed closing the doors when no one's around to keep her honest. :-(
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