Evil Little Elf Games

I suppose you want to see Cottage De Haven at Christmas this year.  Well, let me warn you, this year we have a crazy-doberman-teen.  Though the destruction this little guy wreaks is formidable, it is nothing in comparison to Madam Lu's evil little elf games.  So, I will show pictures, but only to show the lowest-low in Christmas decor...Hey, it can only get better from here, right!

 Ok, we will begin with this sad little number.  When we began, the tree had about 2x's as many ornaments.  The issue with this tree would be its location, both to the floor and the door.  Heinrich the psycho-dobe does not walk out the door in a dignified manner (this is why I prefer cats)...instead he pings and pongs off the walls, chairs, couches, and people that are en route to his tinkle spot.  This means exhibit A has had quite the beating.

 If you look in the lower right corner, you will see the festively frocked little leg of Madam Lu.  She is turning to run out of the room to play the a fore mentioned elf games.  Also notice the huge swag of droopy beads.  This is where the tree's location to the floor makes it, once again, a show of disaster.  On a daily basis, oh heck...let's be real...multiple times a day, I re-drape the beads.  EVERY TIME Madam Lu walks by the tree, she "rearranges" them to look like this.  I should give up, but on the principal of "I will give in and let you play with matches, beer bottles, and finger nail polish to get you to stop screaming...but I will not give in on the blue beads," I keep moving them back.

 

 This is the family tree.  It is filled with all of the cute little things the children have made over the years, my special dove ornaments, and my girl's group bling.

 It sits in the front bay window of Cottage De Haven.  It looks lovely from the outside!

 Oh look!  Remember when Madam Lu's little leg was turning to run...yes, well while I was photographing the little white tree, she was demonstrating some of her other skills.  This was set up very cutely...all adorable and ready to be photographed for you.  I think you can now see why things can only get better after this year...

 A view from the foyer.

 And there is the big tree (we aren't speaking to or about that red ball of destruction right now). By the time we got it out, I had already been picking up broken ornaments and messes from the other 2 trees for about 2 weeks (not to mention the bead debacle).  I was in NO mood to decorate this monstrosity at ALL (aren't the pretty twinkle lights enough?).  Luckily, Sir E was feeling very festive.  He went out there, sang Christmas carols at the top of his tone-deaf-little lungs, and decorated that tree all by himself.  He even put the ribbons around the tree like I do!

 It is hard to tell in the pictures how huge this tree is, but it reaches about a foot taller than the second floor.

 I'm not saying it is the most beautiful the tree has ever looked...but I will say, listening to that little Sir sing his heart out and seeing what he came up with, will always be one of my favorite Christmas memories...

The broken branch happened the first year we had this tree (that was when we lived in Nightmare on Yuppy-Town Street)...when Esther was a dober-puppy-terror and took a "special liking" to that branch.

See that not-so-sneaky elf on the stairs...

Last year I hung the stockings from the banister on the second floor landing.  This year I tried to wrangle them over the fireplace.  Blah...


Well, that is all.  So, turn around, look at your house, and think "wow, my decorations rock " because you could be living in my mess!

Next year I plan to hire bonsavant.blogspot.com to decorate for me...you MUST see his stuff!

Watch out for that evil little elf, I may send her to your place soon....