>the latest in Christmas fashion accessories

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Ruby and Rowan model the latest trend in caprine Christmas couture for the junior miss:
…and before you all think that I’ve completely lost whatever small claim I had to sanity:
they need to get used to wearing collars, medium sized dog collars are about right for the moment,
these ones just happened to come in red
and it’s a complete co-inky-dink that Rosie’s collar is also red.
That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

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>Christmas Tour day 4

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Even though the decorating is pretty much done – just one tree to go – I’m sticking to my ‘one room a day’ schedule as far as the blog posts go so
today it’s Nadie’s room, otherwise known as the Guest Bedroom if she’s not up here.

not much in the way of decorating in here – the Log Cabin Christmas Tree quilt was my own design, made in the early 90s, although I’ve since seen similar – I guess if an idea’s simple and obvious enough, multiple people will think of it.
ETA for the quilters: you might want to click for big on the tree quilt and check out the insanely , painstakingly perfect matching of the checked fabric on those mitred borders. To swipe Caity’s line, I am now a RECOVERING perfectionist.The geisha tiles were birthday pressies in 2003 from two dear friends, and the rest pretty much relies on seasonal coloured candles… and bears. bears are always good. I just realised, looking at the photo, that the big brown bear doesn’t have his Christmas hat on yet. Now where is it I wonder?

and completely off topic – this is Missy at the ‘Cat TV’ intently watching a tiny skink on the bricks.
Later it was a smallish frog who was very quickly relocated to the dam.

>the Christmas Tour day 3 and a pressie

>Missy’s room – otherwise known as the Spare Room and/or the Yarn Stash room
I’m reasonably restrained in here – not even a tree.
MissC was a little unsure about all her new ursine room mates but is now quite philosophical about it all, and loves ‘her’ Log Cabin quilt.
Little does she realise what awaits her on December 1 [ mwahaha …cue portentious doom-laden music]

and speaking of doom, keeping the 1990 Log Cabin company, we have THIS [ahem] ‘delightful piece’ which is the very first chrissy quilt I made back in 1985 – which you can probably tell from the very WHITE white and the fire engine red – and let us not talk about the ripply border and binding.
Things I learned from this quilt?
-If you’re going to hand quilt in red thread on white cloth, your stitches need to be pretty damn near perfect or else the whole world will know…
– don’t try to hand quilt 10-stitches-to-the-inch through half inch puffy polyester batting [ except that it was all we had – apart from INCH thick poly batting – back then, when dinosaurs ruled the earth ]
and also…
– red hailspots on white will read as pink from more than 3′ away

Following Caity’s not so subtle hint in the Comments yesterday, I headed for the Post Office first thing this morning and found…
vintage knitting books from her Nanna’s collection. Woo! and may I add, Hoo!
Not one but TWO 1930s Madame Weigels Tea Cosies books, albeit a little worse for wear, and a perfect little gem from the CWA on Wartime Knitting
Just what I needed to cheer me up.
ooh ooh ooh
… the temp has dropped 10 degreesC in 10 minutes and the heavens have just opened so please, keep your fingers crossed for some good rain. I need to catch the cross breeze, so just hang on while I open a few doors and rescue the garden umbrella – one high-wind-assisted umbrellacide is enough.

>Welcome

>Yesterday was “putting up the lights” day – not that I have much in the way of lights –
and today I “did” the outside so even though you’ve already been into the rumpus room, come back out and we’ll start again properly.

Welcome to my Christmas home,

Right
Now that we’ve done that, would you care to join me for tea and shortbread on the verandah?
Oh and please don’t feed ChrisMoose – he’s stuffed already.

We can listen to the baby kookaburras learning how to carol.

Earl Grey? I’ll have Chai, I think – those wonderful Indian spices have a very Christmassy smell, don’t you agree?

>It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas …

>…at least around here
I’ve decided that the most practical way of showing you the reality of Christmas decorating Chez Catsmum might be to do it one room at a time.
Last year, as always, I took copious photos but not in any logical fashion, with the result that I have multiple multiple multiple views of some bits and none at all of others. Of course I only realise what I’d missed when I went looking for it as a visual reference for planning this year’s placements.
Therefore:
Christmas Edict Number One –
this year it SHALL be different. In theory the house will be systematically photographed one room at a time.
SO I’m starting the Christmas Tour with the rumpus room. Partly because it’s at one end of the house [ and I can work along from there ] and it seems like a logical place to start and also because it’s done. There are slight differences from last year because the furniture has been moved and of course that affects the placement of some of the stuff.
BTW What do you think would be a good collective noun for a large group of fat men in red suits? A jolly of Father Christmasses ? A hohoho of Santas?? A gift giving of Saint Nicks ????


>consider this a warning

>If you’re feeling a little Christmas phobic,
if the tree counter in the sidebar gives you the screaming heebies
best look away now.
In fact you might want to avoid this blog completely till the New Year

Once upon a time I used to start putting up the Christmas stuff on the first of December. That was in the days when I could do it all in a day or so. Gradually, I made and acquired more stuff, it took longer to get done, and so the starting date crept forward to the weekend before the start of December.
Which would be this weekend coming
… except that Chris and Maz arrive tomorrow and I prefer not to have anyone here for the first day or so because it’s complete and utter chaos as I dust, wash and put away the blue things and drag the boxes down from the shed, allocate them to their respective rooms and go at it. Yes, I know that Maz would understand why the house is a mess.
Yes I know that she’d want to help and believe me, this isn’t close to finished yet, so I’m sure there’ll be plenty still to do
Maz is known to do a fair amount of the Christmassing herself… but … I want to enjoy my guests and not be buzzing around like a blue arsed fly, making them feel in the way.
So I started yesterday…
slight pause to allow for the squee of seasonal joy from Sheepy…

and here’s a not at all gratuitous shot of Oakley ‘helping’ by jumping up onto the buffet and demanding that I tell him what a gorgeous boy he is.
another brief pause… this time for you to admire last week’s RFO directly behind His Royal Fluffiness.

… and anyway, after I’d finished my devotions before the altar of male cat perfection, I tried to remove him so that he wouldn’t upset the skinny Santas who are always a little precariously balanced at best… and
I knocked the whole row over …
Twice.

ETA this is driving me flamin’ bonkers
the all too familiar scenario transpires thus:
a commenter says ” no photos” so I check – photos seem fine – I even comment back to that effect. Then I check back an hour or two later and … the Catsmum she no see the photos …
grrrrrrrrr. So then I go through all the rigamarole of putting them back but now there’s those little white outlined boxes where the photos used to be and for all I know, in some RSS feed version floating around, there are two sets of the same photos! Can someone tell me why Blogger hates me specifically??