If you’re like me, in the last few weeks you’ve been wondering where the hell this year went. I could swear it was just 100 degrees out and we were sweating.
Now the trees are bare, we build a fire every night, and the holidays are knocking on my door.
And, to make things even MORE fun, this year there are only 27 days between Thanksgiving and Christmas.
That’s only 3 weekends to prepare for Christmas: tree getting, house decorating, present buying, holiday meal planning. How is a girl supposed to get everything done and have time for a holiday manicure?
And while I like Thanksgiving – we host every year which is fun, though I could do without the turkey – I’d jump right into full-blown Christmas mode and trade my turkeys for trees if I didn’t think my Thanksgiving guests would be confused by the holiday mash-up.
My holiday worlds are colliding; on Sunday I started my Christmas shopping and made a Thanksgiving menu in the same afternoon. The season says pumpkin but my heart says gingerbread.
Because of how late Thanksgiving is this year, that long weekend is going to be jam-packed with all things Christmas (sorry, Thanksgiving; you’ll still get your one day).
So here’s the game plan on the big holiday switcheroo:
Thursday, November 28th: Thanksgiving! Turkey! Pumpkins! Gourds!
Friday, November 29th (aka: Black Friday): SEE YA, Thanksgiving! All Thanksgiving decor gets packed up, Christmas decor gets brought upstairs and the Christmas trees (yes, trees plural) are purchased!
Last year’s decor prep:
There are about 20 holiday bins in our basement. When putting it all away last year, I tried to label everything to make it easier on myself this year:
Saturday, November 30th: decorate, decorate, decorate!
Last year I was pretty proud of my red tractor sideboard:
And the mantel:
Sunday, December 1st-24th: FULL BLOWN CHRISTMAS MODE. Shopping. More shopping. Planning. Santa visit. Wrapping. Hosting. Last-minute shopping. More hosting.
If you’re looking for me, I’ll be in the garage shame-listening to Christmas songs on Sirius in the car.
Life of kk 