There's something magical about donning everything in lights in December, it sort of makes the mad dash to get everything sorted a little more bearable.
Grey fake plastic mistletoe Wrap me in a great big bow and tear me apart It's Christmas time so open up the flood gates Tell me that it'll be late and rip me apart
At the forefront of my mind for the past couple of hours I have been screaming at myself to put up todays post, but I couldn't find a picture. I have a few topics buzzing about my head but no motivation to really think them out.
So here's a photo from December, the last of 2018's Time of the Months are up on my youtube channel and soon enough I'm going to be posting regular content again.
I want to be more creative I want to spend more time making things.
So in the mean time have a gander at that. December was full I went to the Lea Michele and Darren Criss concert, and then there was a lot of Christmas festivities and of course new years.
I come from a family with few traditions but as Christmas comes in we are jam packed with great festive traditions. One of my favourite is putting up the tree which we do whilst watching a movie... normally a Christmas Movie and eating a box of Quality Street.
We tend to keep things minimalistic, our trusty pre-lit tree has survived all 7 years at the new house and is probably needing to be replaced but its what we know and every year when it comes down the loft we anxiously await to see if it turns on once again. We changed up the bobbles this year as many of them from the previous years lost there string. And most other directions and bought in pairs or threes. And of course everything has its place.
The world just feels better when its lit by fairy lights. And though because of work I don't spend many cosy nights in the house with the room lit by the tree. There is honestly nothing better than coming in whilst its wet and windy outside to a little cosy haven.