Last year I made a gorgeous wreath for my front door:
I glued lima beans onto a wreath form for FOUR HOURS to create said wreath, then spray-painted it. It was a labor of love.
After Christmas, Jason carefully hung it in the attic so that it would be ready to roll this year.
Last night, Jason ventured into the attic to retrieve our Christmas decorations.
The first thing he did was apologize.
It appears that critters ATE THE BEANS OFF MY BLEEPING WREATH as it hung from a rafter.
I admit, there was a moment of despair. But I’ll figure something out. It’s just a wreath. Deep breaths.