Saturday, December 12, 2009

Pine Me On Up, O Yuletide Cherubs


Almost ready to go now.


The N.H.C. box stands poised, along with the tree, the lights, the candles, the tinsel, the baubles, and all the other festive tosh, ready to be strewn about the house in a Gok Wan meets Laurence Llewelyn-Bowen kind of a way.





On December 22nd, I shall be hosting a Joyous Arbre De Noel Festival, so if you would like your tree to feature in this seasonal spectacular — a seasonal spectacular for which there will be a Mystery Prize* come 2010 — then email your photos in advance of that date to whirlochre@gmail.com, along with any blurbs/jokes/stories/comments you think might be FUN.
* of a crap crap crap crap crap nature

6 comments:

Robin S. said...

I can't send you a pic of my tree - you'd laugh yourself silly with it. I used to go all out with tree stuff when the kids were little; now I have a three foot tall dealie that comes fully formed out of a box and sits on the larger of the two tables in our kitchen. I suck at delivering the goods on Christmas decorations now that my babies aren't babies any more.

Love the festive blog look here, though!!

P.S. Saw the Lleweyln thing and had a grin. One of my husband's grandfather's was named Llewelyn Llewelyn. No joke.

Bernita said...

Am so NOT going to send photos of dangly bits!

My tree is like Robin's, a shrunken. Gone are the 8 ft. days and the wahoo glitter.

Whirlochre said...

Looks like it's just me, then.

Sniff.

Robin S. said...

Hey Whirl. We'll still appreciate the hell outta your big tree!

McKoala said...

I'll send you a pic of my tree, if we ever get it decorated. It's one of those sliding deadlines.

There's nothing artistic about it, though, I warn you now. It's kidtastic.

Whirlochre said...

Yippee!