As part of my cranky-didn't-have-enough-sleep rant, I pointed out to my husband that if Frank's was still around, we would have been okay. I don't know if you had a Frank's in your area, but they used to have entire aisles of holiday stuff. But they went out of business last Christmas. Boo. Screw Home Depot, I want Frank's!

A day later, luckily, the apartment looks like nothing happened. The carpet is a little damp, but the industrious husband has mopped most of it up by now. ;)