Somehow tomorrow is Thanksgiving. How did this happen? Weren’t we just crafting our Halloween costumes? I’ll admit that the swift jump I took to my holiday Pandora station has had me a little more focused on tree-trimming than tryptophan – but regardless, here we are.
With the weekend quickly approaching, Ross and I started recapping our plans which include Thanksgiving dinner with his extended family and a little outdoor light-hanging help from his parents…
R: Oh, by the way, my mom got us a wreath – so I’m sure we’ll be getting it this weekend.
K: Nice! I wonder what it looks like – I hope it’s a pretty one!
R: What do you mean, pretty? It’s a wreath.
K: Well I mean, there’s such a thing as an ugly wreath…
Flashbacks of our first Christmas tree quarrel filled my head as I struggled to articulate what I meant by “pretty” and “ugly” wreaths. Luckily a few days later one of my favorite bloggers, Joanna Goddard, posted a few lovely seasonal circulars from one of my favorite home decor shops, terrain. Delighted at the chance to give my husband a visual on what I meant by a pretty wreath, I emailed him the photos Ms. Goddard shared on her blog.
Our email exchange went
something exactly like this:
K: Remember when you were all…what do you mean, pretty wreaths?? This is what I mean.
R: Oh God, those are awful. I wouldn’t even consider those wreaths. They’re Christmas mistakes.
K: Are you kidding me?!? You are no longer invited to contribute ideas to our Christmas decorating scheme this year.
Our email exchange turned into a phone call where phrases like, I thought I knew you – I thought you had taste! – immediately followed by, I could say the same about you!
Before hanging up Ross sternly informed me that a Christmas wreath should be nothing other than evergreen branches with a big red bow.
I sternly reminded him that he is working on Friday and I am not…
…and that when the cat’s away, the mice will play (and hang up pretty Christmas wreaths).