I am a creative person but I have never been one to do the decorating kinda thing. My Christmas tree is like a life story with ornaments made and collected over the years and each one tells a story of that year, mostly about raising my Sun and flying...lots of planes, parachutes, blimps, helicopters, tools and tool boxes. You don't think much about the tree until you get close to it. And the lovely pearl garland....well it's Mardi Gras beads carefully broken and melted together to make swags...maybe I am decorative?
This is the bounty of our trip (notice the lovely jars of yummy Lemon Jelly, that's called Prah duct Place mint). Cheryl assures me that if I can fix a helicopter and fly a plane I can make a wreath but I have my doubts. Although as I look at the glitter on my keyboard from messing with that stuff I am encouraged to Get My Glitter On! (What will the boyfriend think?!)
So next week this Mardi Gras saga will be continued with the actual making of the wreaths. (It may or may not require wine.)
Good thing I found these Redneck Wine Goblets! (just can't pass up a good mason jar!)