A Charlie Brown Christmas

It's Tuesday night and I still haven't finished my Christmas decorating. I just never seem to have time between work, laundry, puppies, and hubby. Maybe I'll finish this weekend just in time for Christmas, but then Christmas has been canceled at Brambleberry Cottage. Anyway I thought I would share a bit of my Christmas decor.
I usually don't like to have Santa's out for Christmas because it's really not about him but, when I saw the pattern for this one with the sparkle in his eye I couldn't resist. He was just too cute. I left one afternoon and by the time I came home my amazing talented hubby had cut him out and glued him up. The only problem is he's so big that I never know what to do with him.

In the dining room sits an old 1860's baker's rack that I'm forever playing with. Hubby thinks it looks like a strange laboratory with all the glass jars filled with silver and gold balls. I love the way it sparkles.

Here's our sweet little Charlie Brown tree propped up in the plaster urn. It's so small and pathetic that it reminds me of the one Snoopy picked out. Every tree needs to be loved no matter how small, don't you agree?
It's proudly displayed on the dining room table behind the couch with a collection of faux gifts.

Everywhere you look there are sweet little gingerbread men and girls. Growing up I lived across the street from a woman named Rose. I of course called her Mrs. blank but in my heart I longed to called her Toots (her nick name was Tootsie).
Every year all the neighbor kids would gather at her house to make Christmas cookies that were used to decorate their tree. Some of my fondest childhood memories are of times spent in her kitchen as she cooked and created so many delicious things.

Our little cottage is so small that there's nowhere to put everything so Christmas is simply added to what's already there. Can you see the little porcelain sugar cookie
peeking out from the tea cup? You may be wondering what that other thing is next to him...my old brass door knob from the turn of the century. Strange I know.

I bought these darling pink stars while in Jacksonville and haven't found a place to display them.
I was thinking about stringing them from ribbon and wrapping them over the arms of the 1910 light fixture that hangs in the dining room. Its looking sad and unadorned. Very unChristmasy.

Shiny things under glass jars that reflect the light so beautifully.

Ooh! Happy Birthday to me! I saw this while hunting for shiny things and decided it would be perfect above the bakers rack. Sweet hubby granted my wish and let me buy it for my birthday present...lucky me!

More shiny things...

And still more shiny things...

And more sugar cookies.
I wouldn't dare show you my stockings. They're so HUGE that they have to be hung by doorknobs instead of the chimney with care. My mother once said that they must belonged to greedy children :).
Well! All I have to say is "no comment."