Spoiled Rotten

Last night I was watching that Lifetime movie On Strike For Christmas. It's about a woman who goes on strike from all the decorating, baking and entertaining so that her husband and sons will appreciate the work involved in the holidays. I know there are scads of women out there right now who can totally relate. I am not one of those people.

My husband and children totally indulged me this last weekend. We spent Saturday at the Kane County Flea Market so that I could visit with Rebecca Ersfeld (Vintage Living). I have been dreaming of her Christmas stars for weeks... Seeing them on her blog, yearning in that wistful kind of way (The Merriam Webster definition of wistful is: desire tinged with meloncholoy. Yep - that was me). I was like a kid waiting outside the toy store as we made the long drive. This was going to be my one extravagance this year for my holiday decor.

Once I got there, it was hard to choose. She had so many delicious lacy creations! I wanted one of everything.

I've been pining away for one of her journals since forever but I HAD to have a Christmas Star!

I can't even begin to tell you the flip-flops my elated heart was doing when I paid for my star and Rebecca gave me a second star as a gift!! I nearly screeched. Maybe I did screech. I think I might have even clapped my hands like an excited school girl. Oh, I know, you don't have to tell me...

I'm spoiled rotten!

By the way, Rebecca is having a to-die-for giveaway for her birthday. Stop over, sign up and give her huge hugs from me!