This is our third holiday season in this apartment. Our fourth living in New Orleans. While that probably isn't a big deal to most people, for us, it's huge. I don't think I've had 3 holidays in one home as an adult. And I know I haven't lived in the same town for 4 years since I moved out of my parents' house. And on the move is Lithus' natural state of being. So, to have decorated this same apartment three times is noteworthy.
The first year in this apartment (the first year we lived in NOLA we spent the holidays on the road and with Crow and Bil) was leanish. Not the leanest, by any stretch. But lean-ish. We decided we didn't want to spend money on wrapping paper and bows. This wasn't a tough decision for us, because there just wasn't that much money. We'd rather spend the money we did have on gifts for family, friends, and each other. Instead, we wrapped gifts in brown paper sacks from the grocery store and decorated them with Lithus' art supplies.
Last year, we bought wrap. No ribbons, bows, or fancies, though, because while not a lean year by any stretch, it still felt like an indulgence after so many years of lean.
This year...this year, we have wrapping paper. Thanks to our foray into uptown the other night, we have ribbon. We have bows, stickers, tags, and fancies. We each took over the bedroom and wrapped and designed and poofed and curled. I was able to embrace my inner (gothy) Martha Stewart.
Three years. One apartment. Who knew it could ever happen? Brown paper to ribbons and bows. The love is no different ~ it is, however, wrapped nicer.
Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.
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