Sunday, December 03, 2006

The Dining Room Saga

No tree yet. No lights. No gifts. No menu plan. I am beyond proud of myself for having picked up and vacuumed the living room today so that I could plunk poinsettias on the mantel and put the nativity set out on the piano. A touch of the season: a bit of living green, red, and white. My little carved figures, including shepherds with all kinds of instruments and sheep, as well as ducks, geese, and a turkey. I could invite someone into my front room and not pass out from embarrassment.

While I was foolishly engrossed in a Desperate Housewives rerun tonight, my husband ripped all of the paper off the dining room walls.

I am speechless. Perhaps I will simply remain in that state for the next 22 days. I think that might be best.

5 comments:

Kathryn said...

Good luck with that speechless goal. I'm terrible at it.

I would, however, call a painter immediately and schedule an appointment.

Quotidian Grace said...

I'm with Kathryn. Otherwise you may find yourself using your gift wrap on the walls instead of on the presents.

On second thought, if your dining room is all torn up then someone else has to host Christmas dinner this year. Could be worse.

Lisa :-] said...

There have been times when I have decorated my house around the sheetrock dust and holes in the walls, and enjoyed the holiday anyway. I'm here to tell you it can be done.

Paul said...

The dining room saga is needed by us atheists who don't know the difference between seder and cider, or lectionary and pictionary.

Laura said...

Wow, your DH has great timing, huh? DARN YOU DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES reruns!