Christmas Living Room Pictures...

A wide shot of the corner where the Christmas tree lives. This tree was GIVEN to us the year before we got married by a lady that was getting ready to move, and her new house didn't have the tall ceilings necessary for this tree. It's only nine feet tall...



The fireplace all decorated for Christmas. I DIG that fireplace screen. It's so...Christmas-y!







A few pics of the mantle from last year. This year, I'm sure it will look more rustic, since I've gotten a new mantle. Should be fun...





We have a long shelf that runs the length of the living room. I've yet to ever REALLY decorate it, and my husband was feeling a little more ambitious last year. I have a thing about heights, so he was the perfect nominee to do this for me. I remember, while he was putting this up, I was watching "White Christmas" for the very first time. Good movie. I *heart* Danny Kaye!



The couch, all decorated for Christmas. All the pillows bother my husband, and that stuffed dog bothers my real dog! But, I figure it's only for a month. They can both live with it!



This is the coffee table decorated. It's almost time to retire that tree candle holder; the silver plating is turning colors, and the colored coating on the glass is starting to chip off. Grrrr...that was the first Christmas decoration I ever bought, too. Maybe I can fix it... Those books are "The Gift of the Magi", "The Polar Express", and "The Velveteen Rabbit". I've collected them over the years from various places, and the ONLY time they're out is at Christmas. The rest of the year, they're packed up. I appreciate them more when I don't have easy access to them during the year.



I have a column in the living room, and use it as a Christmas card holder. I just wind garland and lights around it, and attach the cards with a little curling ribbon.



This photo has ended up being a tribute to the two snowpeople in the middle. They met their untimely end this year when they were about to be packed up. I left the room for a while, and when I came back, the dog, after staring at them all season, finally had his say. The vacuum cleaner earned it's keep that day. Oh, well. That "Merry X-Mas" sign (which you can't really see, but the boy is holding it) always bugged me.



I'm STILL amazed the dog didn't get mad at this grapevine reindeer. I guess he picks his battles.



Who, me?