Christmas-ing the house

Here's my dark-as-a-cave living room with our newly decorated Christmas tree! This is our first live one yet.
Our kitty, BooBoo is apparently not such a Christmas fan... She's doing that cat thing where she stares at the door expecting it to open any second. Magically.
The tree, closer up.
My vintage ornaments in a little dish in the book nook. These are the guys that I would be especially said if they broke.
My hodge podge collection of Christmas dishes! These are from my mom, part of my Christmas gift. They are all thrifted, and all adorable. The white is Termocrisa, a Mexican version of fire-king that was only around for a little while during the mid-century period. These are really cute. I had found some on eBay that I wanted, but just couldn't bring myself to follow through based on price and shipping, and then my mom found these at the thrift store! I'm hoping after Christmas I can find some leftovers around for better prices and round out my set for next year. Roxanne has already had hot chocolate out of one of the mugs. Perfect.
This is a vintage Swedish wall-hanging I found at a nearby Value Village. It was forty cents, and I love it.
This little set was my Grandma's. I remember it so fondly from her house. She always has the most wonderful Christmas decorations.
Christmas clutter. Festive! I put mini-ornaments on our plant. The Noel sign is another thrift store find I made recently. I think it was under two dollars, and I just love the graphics on it. The Coke Santa was my mom's, but his Coke bottle has disappeared somehow. Sorry Mom.
The stocking on the far left is mine from when I was little. My grandma made it for me. Now we use it for Roxanne.
Sorry, it was dark when I took these. And this is better than the flash version. Trust me.

Missed it...

Here's the tiny, badly lit photo from the Craigslist ad. This stupid ad went up November 23, and somehow, someone bought it last night as me and Justin were trying to decide how we could swing the $150 price tag. Yes. $150. Are you throwing up in your mouth? I am. It is brown tweed, and the seller promised it was clean, never in a smoking home, and it had belonged to her parents. There was apparently a broken leg somewhere, but I'm sure I could have fixed it. Look how each piece just has one long cushion! Perfect! And the tufted back??? How will I ever get over missing this? I really am disappointed. This would have been so perfect in our little living room.

At least I can tell myself that tweed sometimes makes you itchy.

Um, let's be honest. It would have been worth the itch.

School Crunch

Sorry. In case anyone has noticed, I've been an absentee blogger. I'm working on my final papers for the semester, so I'll be done on Thursday.

In the mean time, I am having heart palpitations over the couch OF MY DREAMS that I found for a fantastic price. A fantastic price that is still too much for me and my broke husband. I asked him to see if he could somehow find a little extra in the budget for us to get it, but it's kind of like trying to get water out of a rock (guys, Christmas presents don't come cheap). If we don't get it, I'll post about it so anyone else can. Well, anyone in Atlanta. Of course, someone else might scoop us anyways... Just trust me. You'd die if you saw it. Like I am. Sigh.