Through all of this nastiness, I woke up this morning feeling incredibly happy. In the past two weeks I haven't cried, I haven't been angry, nothing. I have just sort of accepted everything a little bit apathetically. I have also been worried about myself, wondering if this is the healthiest way to go about things. But my cheer this morning makes me realize that I have so many beautiful things in my life, I suppose I didn't want to worry about ones that would be insignificant in the long run. My assignments have gotten done, my friend is fine, my dad is fine, I AM FINE. Besides, how could one not be cheerful when she wakes up to this outside of her window:
Indeed! A Winter Wonderland has struck us! My car is buried in about a foot of snow, which makes me happy I am not planning on leaving the house today. I suppose that's the benefit of living in Canada, we usually have white Christmasses. Except for about 6 years ago, when I was in the ninth grade. No snow at all!
I decided to pop by the local Value Village yesterday for some much needed retail therapy. I much prefer thrift stores to malls, no one is going to have what you buy and you have the opportunity to find some really unique and amazing things. I was on the hunt for some winter woolies, as I never feel like I have enough. Here I go again referencing Harry Potter, but knitted things make me feel like I am Hermione Granger or something! HEE HEE! Not to mention our Great Hall at uni has a big old Christmas Tree in it! Hardly as nice as the Hogwarts Great Hall but still... it makes me smile.
I love Aran Sweaters and this one was hand knitted. For only 5 dollars.... seriously. Thrifting is amazing.
I also picked up a couple of girly little items that made me smile. A while back I picked up a handmade figurine that looked just like Belle from Beauty and the Beast. I think I paid two bucks and I loved it because someone made it and it was special and unique. Well yesterday I found this one, and it was signed by the same artist! It was 1.99$! Bought :)
This lovely box, I like to think it's Cinderella's treasure box :) It looks like it would be.
A carpet bag, to add to my growing collection of carpet bags. I believe this obsession began with Little House on the Prairie, I always remembered the beautiful carpet bag the Ingalls' used as a suitcase and wanted one so bad. I have yet to find one that looks perfectly Victorian but I think this one is pretty good. For 6 dollars, I am not going to complain.
A lovely Marie Antoinette type frame.
And a couple of decorations from around the house. Our big tree is finally up and I love it. My mom did quite a good job I must say. I also dressed the fireplace with some greenery, fake of course, I would leave real trees and all that but my mother refuses! Harsh. Haha, actually it is probably a lot tidier this way.
I leave you with this: the quite possible coziest most Victorian and delightful Christmas special in history. Beatrix Potter's Tailor of Gloucester