Sorry, Charlie Brown, I'm totally stealing your line.
We dug our Christmas decorations out of storage today; I waited until December 1st because Mr. Goodlaff is reluctant to be surrounded by Christmas-y things in November--and October for that matter. While I think that Thanksgiving Day is still a bit early to be putting up your tree (no offense to all you early birds out there--when I was growing up, we were lucky to get the tree up in the first week of December), I'm not opposed to Christmas decorations coming out a few days before the calendar flips to December.
One of my favorite things to make are Christmas wreaths, and after inspiration struck at JoAnn's last week (doesn't it always?), I came home with the supplies to make what I hoped would be a fantastic wreath. I was not disappointed.
Here she is, in all her glory:
I am hopelessly, madly in love with my new wreath. The plaid flannel ribbon started it all, and the bird is the icing on the cake.
Plus, I just realized it's not overtly Christmas-y, and can therefore be used all Winter long. Genius.