A Creepster Christmas

So one of the the "quirks" of our new house is that there is a rather large portion (5 more rooms!) that is semi un-restored.  I'm not sure when the last update was done, but lets just say...it's been a while.

Needless to say, we don't spend a lot of time there because it's not heated and it's, well, SUPER creepy.  It does have electricity, but I don't dare going over there after dark. 

When you live in a house that is over 200 years old, there is an inherent creep factor, and add an unused portion of a house, I'm sure you can imagine.  Or maybe I'm just crazy.  Probably that.   

I mean, does a door like this make you want to go in?  Ever?

Although, after living in the house for almost two months now, we have come to appreciate this rather odd space and lovingly refer to it as "the creepster".  We've even turned it into a verb.  We are still coming across items (mostly from Neal's rather bachelor-pad-like-former house, if you catch my drift...ehem) that just don't have a place in our new house, and it is becoming dangerously easy to just "creepster it".  Meaning just throw it in the creepster, and move on.

At this point it's kind of just a dumping ground.  I'm sure this spring after the moving and holiday madness, I'll get industrious and actually get it cleaned up.

For now, it's just...

The Creepster.

Maybe one day I'll get around to telling you what a "Geecher" is.  Maybe.



decking the halls

 

With LESS THAN A WEEK (EEEEK! I'm so excited) until Christmas, I thought I'd share a little bit of our (semi)decked out halls.

 

We moved at the beginning of November.  (Remember hurricane Sandy?) 

Well, as we were moving all our precious belongings into our new house the local police department was going door to door (yes, our door) telling us we had to be out of the area within the next 2 hours.  Not only did we not finish moving, what we had done was now under the threat of not being there when we got back.

 

Luckily for us, our house was completely unharmed, but we were without electricity for a week.  In light of the devastation elsewhere, we were pretty lucky, but it did prolong and already stressful job of combining two homes.  We are now FINALLY mostly settled, but honestly, I didn't have a ton of energy or desire to get totally decked out this year.

Case in point, our ONE strand of lights.  In a sea of beautifully decorated homes, ours is just sad.  When we drive up we can only laugh at ourselves.  And we do.  Every.single.time. 

Seriously, why bother? 

Next year will be better...

Next year.

 

In the past I have been totally uptight with my Christmas tree, and only perfectly coordinated decorations made the cut.  This year, anything goes, and despite the chaos that is going on on our tree, it is, by far, my favorite of all time!

When you have a helper this cute...anything goes.  Twenty mismatched ornaments on one branch, go right ahead. butterflies, star trek, and tangled snowflake garland, no problem! 

I did, however, draw the line at multi-colored lights (I quickly stashed those away from the get go), and truth be told, I am planning on the addition of an "adult" tree in the dining room...

Next year.

 

I did splurge on these giant poinsettias for the front entry.  They are HUGE.  I actually found them at Walmart of all places. 

 

Side note:  My new house is no longer within the "I'm bored, I'll just run to Target" range, sniff, sniff.   I typically avoid Walmart because it kind of creeps me out.  Its gigantic, there are so many things (most of which I don't want), and some of the other shoppers...well, are different.  I'm all for staying in your PJ's all day, but if you have to leave the house, for the love of all things good, please go that extra step and pull on some pants. 

Anyway, divert eyes, and check out the pretty flowers.

 

There are a few additional items scattered about, but that's about it for us, and I'm really okay with that.  I love it, and I will love it even more when, come January, it is a snap to clean up...

 

Until NEXT year.

 

 

 



Old is the New | House

Hello!  HELLO!

 

I know, I KNOW.  It's been way too long. 

Way.Too.Long. 

Thank you to all of you who keep checking in on me, and encouraging me to keep in touch.

 

I've had a lot going on the last few months (like everyone else, I know), but I wanted to catch up with you guys and get my blogging self back together.  I should probably wait until after the holidays, but hopefully I will be blogging on the (more) regular. 

 

Today is literally the first day in MONTHS that I have totally to myself.  I don't have to pack/unpack, organize, or run errands.  I'm even ALMOST done shopping and wrapping for the holidays! 

 

To catch you up, I've moved in with my fiance and his two amazing daughters into this crazy adorable, quirky house!!

We are so in love with this place. 

It was built in 1800, and is the oldest house in a quaint little town on the Connecticut shoreline.  It is absolutely full of nooks, crannies, and quirks. 

(There isn't a level floor, or straight line in the house!) 

 

We are just steps from the beach, which I can.not.wait to enjoy it this summer. 

 The season, however, hasn't stopped up from exploring. 

 

It has been cold, wet and downright nasty, but yesterday cabin fever set in and we had to get out.  The beach was (understandably) deserted and we took advantage of that and let the kids and dogs run free.

 

Who am I kidding??

This is what it really looked like when we got back from the beach, as we all made a mad dash for dry clothes and hot chocolate.

 

There are too many things I love about this house to share in one post, so

I will be sharing some more of my favorite things in the upcoming days, and I'm sure, months as this place gets pulled together.