Last year I co-hosted a table at my mom's church's Ladies Club Advent Dessert. My mom and I decorated a table together, a whole lotta fun for two gals who love to entertain! This year we were in it with just as much spirit, putting together a table with a silver star theme. My mom made the navy table overskirt, chair backings and napkins. We fashioned the napkin rings from shower curtain rings covered in navy ribbon, then festooned with a silver wooden star. The centerpiece is a styrofoam tree-shaped cone covered in garland greenery, and decorated with battery-powered lights and silver glass balls hung from silver, curled pipe cleaners stuck into the base. Once the lights were turned out, all the tables, bathed in Christmas lights and candles, made quite a spectacular sight.
The gift boxes (wrapped in silver paper, navy ribbon, and topped with a bottle brush tree) hold my mom's delicious white chocolate peppermint fudge. The coffee urn is decked out in stars and the creme puffs and mini eclairs share a spot on the sterling silver platter with a star hanging from an ornament display stand.
Next year, due to popular demand, we're doing a Polish-themed table.
An extra silver ball made its way to my bathroom to hang on a wall pocket lilac.
"Our house was not unsentient matter — it had a heart and a soul, and eyes to see with; and approvals and solicitudes and deep sympathies; it was of us, and we were in its confidence and lived in its grace and in the peace of its benedictions. We never came home from an absence that its face did not light up and speak out in eloquent welcome — and we could not enter it unmoved."- Samuel Clemens
I am probably the most content person you'd ever want to meet. I have a decent job working with people I like, a loving family including a swell Old English Sheepdog, a home where nesting and curling up on slipcovered sofas is required, and a life rich in creative crafting and daydreaming. I someday want a cottage at the beach where my grandchildren can bring sandy feet into the house, wet bathing suits can dry on the front porch and everything we need to get to is a bicycle ride away.