Each December at OSHA, where my dear DH works, the "mad scientist" chemists loosen up a bit and decorate their cubicles for the holidays. A pine bough here, a balloon there, maybe even an artificial tree with a dozen or so little danglies hanging on for dear life. A few of the women go nuts and create ski lifts and mitten trees and "Hansel & Gretel" houses. There are prizes. . . and egos. . . involved. There's the award ceremony, held during the annual work Christmas party, complete with tongue-in-cheek award names.
My sweet DH has always gotten into the spirit of the event, plugging in a light or two and hanging a tinsel or two. I've always been dutifully helpful by encouraging him to take something to decorate with that we don't need around the house (and, if I was lucky, something that was already heading for the D.I.). . . .
Then, this year, along comes Pinterest. (BTW, thank you, Paula and Jen, for yet another excuse to spend yet more time on the computer.) And oh my, how the creative juices are flowing now. "Oh, honey, did you mention you were decorating your cubicle this week?"
Would you like some help, dear??
What follows is what my sweet DH's co-workers are calling the "Martin Stewart" award. Actually, a bunch of them said he cheated because I helped him. He told them they were just jealous because their spouses didn't help them.
Fred's cubicle as seen from down the hall. . .
Check out the "tree" made from
an aluminum easel and red and white lights!
Amazing what you can do with an old window screen. . .
Hmmm, let's decorate with some "junk" from around the house. . .
Here's a few pretties I picked up at Aunt Elsie's in Gardner Village. . . .
Above, the apothecary jar with red garland and white lights,
and below, the bottle brush tree that I put in an oversize mason jar
with epsom salt "snow". . . .
Twas the night before Christmas. . .
O Christmas tree, o Christmas tree. . .
Oh little town of Bethlehem. . .
Have yourself a merry little. . .
Stay tuned for the cubicle contest voting results!
I love junk. I mean really love junk. I told someone just the other day that my idea of a good time was poking around a hoarder's house. I know, I know. . . I need to get out more.
But the great part about poking around in junk piles is the treasure you find. Like a hinge. Or an on-off plate. Or a drawer handle.
Not much by themselves, but incredible when you put them together. Which is what I've been doing lately, putting junk together to make jewelry. Like the junk charm necklace here. Kind of fun when the charms are bobbins and dog license tags and hooks from days-gone-by unmentionables. . . .
Recognize the main piece here?
A Victorian drawer pull. . . .
Don't need milk with this kind. . . .
These necklaces and more like them will be on sale soon at the Beehive Bazaar and at Treasures Antique Mall.