Wednesday I told my mom I would buy her lunch if she would help me decorate my mantel. She does a much better job than I do. I would have taken a picture of my attempts with out her help, but it was too embarrassing, so I'm just going to show you a picture of the final product.
Just try to imagine it with the black bead board up. We're uh . . . still working on that.
After a long hard day of taking decorating advice I left the kids and went out for a night on the town with Michael. Unfortunately, when we got home something looked a little off.
I took a closer look.
Maybe just a little closer . . .
Oh. Of course! A dirty sock. I was lucky enough to find three of them hidden on my mantel. Nothing says Christmas like dirty socks. In fact I think I'm going to use them as the kids stockings this year. They'll be a lot easier to fill.