Of course there were comments (you have enough stuff to open a Walmart comes to mind) as I handed down each box to their makeshift assembly line into my living room. In my defense- it's really not that much. But I guess it did get annoying when I said careful and fragile umpteen times.
Be careful, this one is really, really fragile.
Okay, I admit it. I had no idea what was in these boxes. Sure, somewhere my 50 or so nutcrackers had been hibernating. In another there would be ornaments and garland and a little of this and that. Then there would be the Christmas themed gifts from the previous year that I had not used and packed away until now. Surprise, surprise.
I think I sort of forget it all each year. Isn't that were some of the magic comes from. I peaked inside each box early Friday morning and there were hints of all my Christmas glory. And by Friday night the stockings were hung by the chimney with care and I decked the halls...and the kitchen, and the living room, and the guest room...and you get the point.
Tonight we wrap up and head out to find the perfect tree or perfect tree lot I should say. It is the finishing touch.
I have so much that I want to show you that I do not know where to start. I also must confess that I find this sort of stuff difficult to photograph and need some natural light. I feel a photo shoot coming up this weekend. So for now, here is a hint of the BellaDella Christmas...