A new year.
About the only thing that excites me about a new year is getting to hang up a new calendar. It always makes me giddy to pick out a new one. Although it is kind of fun to send your husband to the store to buy a new one....a couple of years ago he brought me one home that had pictures of Jamaican women on each month's page. Not the bikini clad beach bunny Jamaican women that you would expect Kirk to pick out, but the fruit-toting, mu-mu wearing Jamaican women.
I used it. All year. Just for fun.
I'm not big on New Year's resolutions.....mainly because I have NEVER kept one single resolution that I've made.
One year I wanted to lose my pregnancy weight......still waiting on that to happen. I think my addiction to Almond Joys and Lindt chocolates might be slowing that process up a bit.
One year I resolved to remember to send a birthday card to everyone on my mailing list when it came time. I made it through March.....or was it February?
One year I promised myself to keep my laundry all caught up. HA! You can see here, here, and here to see how that is working for me.
One year I resolved to get my scrapbooks all caught up and then keep them that way. I haven't had pictures developed in two years if that tells ya anything.
One year I resolved to read the Bible through in one year. This is the closest that I've come to keeping a resolution. I have managed to get through the whole Bible cover to cover (even Leviticus, thank you very much!) but it took me about two years. I'll move this one to the success category.....I deserve at least one.
One year I wanted to get my whole house organized (like HGTV organized). Just remind yourself of the summer closet fiasco to see how that one worked out for me.
I could go on and on. Most of these repeat themselves. With repeating outcomes.
So, here I stand on the brink of 2009. In exactly 6 hours and 42 minutes it will be time for my new resolutions to kick in. But I haven't decided on which one I should take on only to not follow through with.....
Lose weight? Nah. *said while stuffing another Almond Joy in my mouth*
The birthday card thing? Probably not. I just know myself....it ain't gonna happen.
Organization? There isn't enough Rubbermaid in the world for this house. Easier to just shut the door.
Laundry? Funny joke.
I think I'll just resolve to try and be a better friend. I'm going to try and use the phone more. I'm going to try and be a better listener. I'm going to work really hard to try and bust out my comfort zone and actually try to exhibit the gift of hospitality.
Notice I said try.
Hey...what's your New Year's Resolution?
Happy New Year.....I'm going to go put up my fresh new calendar sans the Jamaican women.
A new year.
My in-laws gave me the most amazing anniversary present. Yah, yah....I know. Anniversary presents are supposed to be for both of us, but this one was really for me.
Our Christmas started last Saturday. Santa comes early to see our family. We like to say it is because we are special....it's really because we travel all through the holidays and don't like to schlep Santa with us.
Sawyer got his BB gun. Ahhhhh.....country boy bliss. We've been shooting cans and targets ever since. So far, no one has shot their eye out!
Christmas Day was an onslaught of Christmas madness all day. The boys woke up SUPER early and opened their presents from their grandparents. Then a couple of hours later, our nieces and nephew came over and we opened presents again. A couple of hours later, Kirk's brother, his wife, and his stepson came over and we opened presents again. A couple of hours later, Kirk's uncle and family came over and we opened presents again....and finally got to eat. A couple of hours later....I took a nap. *smile*
Yes, Kirk is holding a VS box.....this sucker is passed between his brother and him every year. It was Kirk's turn to get it this year. His brother threatened to acutally put underwear in it this year, but opted for tools instead. Too bad.
Labels: Hangin' With the Family
Eleven years ago today....I married my best friend.
Labels: Married Life
So, we're getting ready to jet out of here....
I really don't need to be taking this little bloggy-break, but I wanted to check-in for a few minutes before the house turns into a complete free-for-all of "Where are your socks?" and "I can't find my hairbrush!"
All I have left to do before we pull out is packing suitcases. Shouldn't be too hard, since ALL the laundry that I've been doing (all 21 loads of it....I know, pathetic) is folded and piled on Keaton's bed. I thought it would be easier to just lug the suitcases in there and pack, instead of putting all the clothes away, just to go and dig them back out. Poor Keaton...he had to sleep on the couch last night, since his bed was just a bit piled....
I'm not in to much of a hurry this morning, since the husband won't be back for awhile. He celebrated his first day of his 2 week vacation by going coyote hunting with a couple of buddies....yes, you read right, coyote hunting. I don't ask questions anymore. As long as he doesn't bring one of those home expecting us to eat it...I'm good.
I also discovered that I've forgotten to get one of our little cousins a present. I would never have realized it, but thankfully the boys were pulling out the presents under the tree for me, and separating them into piles as to which ones went to which grandma's house. They were reading every tag, and I noticed that they hadn't said "Alex." So, I, of course, thought they had overlooked his present.....uh, no. We searched and searched. Nothing. Then it hit me....I just returned his present to WalMart yesterday. Returned it....again, you read right. I had 2 SpeedRacer car sets setting on my table, and for the life of me, I couldn't remember who I had bought them for. I had gone over and over my list and couldn't find anyone that the cars were supposed to go to. So, I chalked them up to just being extra presents, and I took them back yesterday to get my money back before one of my kids opened them. THOSE WERE TOTALLY FOR ALEX! Argh. So, I'll be stopping at Toys R'Us on our way up North today.....Kirk is thrilled.
Although I've struggled a bit with the whole "I want to be at my house Christmas Day" thing, I'm beginning to look forward to lazing around my mother-in-law's for a few days. She makes the best Chex Mix, so I'm getting used to the idea of being a couch potato for a couple of days stuffing my face with bowls and bowls of Chex Mix! Our teenage nieces are going to be there, too, and we always have fun playing Dance Dance Revolution together, so it should be a good time! After we leave my mother-in-law's, we're headed to my sister's house. My parents are in the middle of a move (they just unloaded their U-Haul yesterday), and Mom wasn't about to try and have our family at their house for Christmas....so, since I had Thanksgiving, Michele gets Christmas.
I hope each and every one of you has an amazing Christmas. Presents are fun. Family is great. Food is amazing. But Jesus is awesome. Let us each strive to remember the true Reason for this Season, and worship our King in everything that we do.
Tomorrow we head out on our road trip full of Bug Juice, Laffy Taffy, and the License Plate Game. Our car will be packed to the brim with suitcases, presents, pillows, coats, and all those Happy Meal toys and beef jerky packets we'll collect along the way. I'm taking a break in my pull-my-hair-out preparation day to take a computer break, and everything that is running through my head is on the far end of the random scale...
So, we had our little family Christmas Saturday morning. Amidst all the wrapping paper remnants and the remains of the many battles with toy packaging (another post altogether...grrrr), I looked around my quaint little living room and smiled. I was really beginning to get into the Christmas Spirit....something that I have been so lacking of for the past however many weeks.
We lazed around the house playing with all our new toys, then meandered our way towards Hot Springs, to finish up a little Christmas shopping. It was actually a really enjoyable trip. Nobody cried. Nobody got lost. Nobody showed out in the store. Kirk stayed happy. It was probably the most pleasant mall trip that our family of 5 has ever had....and it all happened the Saturday before Christmas. Miracle. Seriously. So, I came home blissfully even more in the Christmas Spirit than before. Things were really looking up.
I've stayed in the Christmas Spirit all day today. My little family has giggled and laughed. I even made some Christmas goodies for our church get-together tonight. I even had big plans of blogging tonight about all my amazing presents (like my electric pink laptop case....just think Legally Blond....) and posting pictures of my little family opening up their treasures. I had it all planned out...I had already come up with some witty captions for my oh-so-fabulous pictures.
I was seriously feeling Christmas..........
.....and then I went to church tonight......
.....it started out with a fellowship pot-luck meal (which are always amazing and put me in a good mood), but then we moved into a time of worship. All the lights were turned off except the Christmas Tree lights and the flickering lights of the Advent candles. We sang carols and worshipped through the reading of the Christmas story.
I sat in complete and total awe.
Awe of the beauty of the moment. Awe of the precious sound of my middle son's voice singing "Away In a Manger." Awe of the oneness of mind of this fellowship of believers that I love so much. Awe of the togetherness of families singing together. Awe of the way that hearing such a familiar story can still give me goosebumps and make me cry.
But most of all, awe of what Christmas is all about. Tonight, sitting in the dark of my beloved church, I got it. I've been running myself ragged for the past few weeks. Filling jewelry orders, shopping for lists and lists of gifts, worrying myself to death about being ready for Santa, and beating myself up for not having 20 minutes left in a day to make a batch of Christmas cookies with my kids.
It isn't about any of that. As important as family and traditions are to this Season.....they don't hold a candle to that tiny Baby born 2000 years ago. That tiny Baby born to humble people, because God knew that The King didn't have to be a king to be The King.
Tonight we sang my most favorite Christmas song ever. It is one of those songs that when I hear it, I want it to go on and on forever. I just love it so much. I'm going to go to sleep singing it, and it will be stuck in my head all day tomorrow....but, you know what, I don't care.
Want to see a beautiful video of my favorite singer singing my favorite song.....go here. Please, oh please....you'll be so glad you did!
I had a discussion at lunch today with some of my coworkers (over enchiladas and chips/salsa...yummo!) about the whole girl vs. boy issue.
I've written about this before, but I couldn't help but rehashing this whole concept...
I think God knew that I needed to be the mom of boys. Aside from hairbows, tutus, and that one dress from AddieMae's Closet that I've had my eye on for my imaginary daughter.....I really don't think I'm girly mom material.
Right now....this is what I see....
And I'm perfectly happy with all of it....except the dirty socks...I could do without those!
Really can't imagine my life with a daughter....actually would pity one to have to live in this Boy Crazy World!
Labels: Being Boy Crazy
Because of our Christmas situation that I wrote about here, Santa is coming to our house tomorrow night.
We are leaving town on Tuesday to head North, so we thought about having our family Christmas Monday or Tuesday morning. Tuesday was quickly ruled out because I'm going to be sprouting horns that day, trying to get us all packed and double-checking all the presents to take with us (making sure that I didn't forget somebody...which I notoriously do every year).
So, then Kirk and I decided that we would do it Monday morning and he would just go in to work a little later that day. We've kept this little plan going until I rehashed the boys' presents and decided that I must have been smokin' something when we made that plan.
Sawyer is getting a BB gun and Keaton is getting an IPod. Hello! A BB gun and an IPod that is neatly wrapped under the tree with ZERO music loaded on it!
So, if we waited 'till Monday, that means the husband would jet out of here after all the unwrapping mayhem, leaving me here ALONE. ALONE!!
Alone with a BB gun and an empty IPod.
So, we quickly moved our family Christmas to Saturday giving Sawyer a full day of BB gun fun... with the DAD, and Keaton a full day of downloading music fun...with the DAD!
Only one minor hitch in this plan....I'm Not Ready!
And I have a killer headache right now and don't feel like doing one darn thing to help my case. So, what is going to happen is this....
I'm going to lie here in my chair dozing all night (i.e. NOT DOING A THING FOR SANTA).
Tomorrow we have our last day of school (i.e. NOT DOING A THING FOR SANTA).
Tomorrow night we have an out-of-town wedding to attend (i.e. NOT DOING A THING FOR SANTA).
Saturday morning is going to come....I'll be totally unprepared....and I might just grow my horns early....
We'll wake up and have an amazing morning in our jammies. We'll laugh and smile. We'll eat homemade doughnuts. We'll take lots of pictures of us being happy. We'll spend a fabulous lazy day at home just doing what we do best....being together.
And it won't matter one bit that I wasn't ready! (I'm totally banking on the second option!)
Tonight was our annual trip to the Dollar Tree.
That makes it sound like we only go there once a year...actually we frequent the treasure-trove quite often, but tonight was the annual "shop-for-each-other" trip.
A few years ago, Kirk and I decided that the Dollar Tree was an amazing deal when it came to the boys shopping for us and each other for Christmas. They have always wanted to get in on the gift giving, but it was exhausting walking the aisles at WalMart burdened by a budget and it just ended up in all kinds of frustration (mostly Kirk and I!). We got tired to shelling out $20 each for presents for 2 parents and 2 brothers, only to leave $60 poorer and with sacks full of junk.
Dollar Tree? Heaven. They can pick what they want and I'm only out $12....can't beat that.
Kirk met us after he got off work and we began our shopping spree. We split up and helped each of the boys shop for their brothers, then dished out some cash and let the boys loose to shop for us. Fun times. I didn't see any of my presents, but I did see Tate sporting around a hammer...lucky Kirk!
Let's see....my FAVORITE gift of the past.....
....when Sawyer was about 4 and picked out a Catholic Mother Mary frosted glass figurine. Amazing.
Over the Christmases, I've received lotion, soap, candles, figurines, and even a trash can!
My favorite gift of Kirk's.....the year he got the nutcracker from Keaton! That still cracks me up. (We still have it and put it out every year!) He did get a turkey baster last year....that was a pretty good present, too!
This is one of my favorite family Christmas traditions. The boys get so excited to shop for us and it is a lot of fun to see what they come up with. They can hardly wait to have us open their presents....they are so proud of them!
Such fun times!
Labels: That's How We Roll
Kirk and I have decided that we must be the only family in America that doesn't spend Christmas morning in our own home. No...you don't understand...we have NEVER spent Christmas Day in our own home. Ever.
I guess it comes with living so far away from our families. It also comes with just being suckers.
I love spending holidays with family, but we fell into a trap early in our marriage of making the long trek north for holidays....THE holiday, to be exact. And...it stuck. Our kids came along and we kept trekking north. Now we've been going strong with this little pattern for 11 solid years....we might start a revolt if we ever decided to change the way things are.
But, this makes me sad. It really does. Santa has always come early for us. Like we're special or something....either that or not special enough for Santa to "bother" with on Christmas Eve...not sure which side of the coin that one will land on. We tried to do the whole Santa thing at Grandma's, but then we had to deal with all the cousins that don't have the "same" Santa that we do, and that just gets weird and awkward for everyone.
I'm not sure what to do to fix it. (Right now Lisa is screaming, "Put Your Foot Down!" -- I hear you, Lisa!!!) But, I'm such a pleaser by nature, that I can't. My foot is forever stuck....up (??).
It does make me sad that my kids have no idea what it is like to leave out milk and cookies for Santa in their own home...on the right night. It makes me sad that I have to come up with all the bologna stories about getting an email from Santa about needing to drop off our presents early because the elves had ours ready early and he needs the room in the sleigh Christmas Eve (yes, I really said that....sigh). It makes me sad that we don't know what it is like to stay in our jammies all day playing with all our new toys....without having to pack a suitcase to go somewhere else.
Now....I have family who reads this blog....so here is where I insert all my pleas for understanding. I LOVE SPENDING CHRISTMAS WITH MY FAMILY! I really do. Each holiday is full of love and laughter and joy, and I come away so happy and so glad that I spent the time with the people that I love so much. It is just pangs of envy for those who have the luxury of their own homes. For those whose kids sleep in their own beds on Christmas Eve knowing that Santa is coming...because that is what Santa does. Not sleeping in Grandma's floor knowing that Santa isn't stopping at their house Christmas Eve, because he was too busy, so he had to come early.
It all comes down to sacrifice I guess. And although I dream of spending Christmas in my own home with my own little family doing the things that our little family does.....I'm not really prepared to give up such amazing time spent with our extended family. Time is precious with them, so right now that is priority. So, I'm really okay to sacrifice milk and cookies on THE night and opening presents on THE morning for spending time with OUR family.
What about you? What does your family do?
I need your help......
....my house is now a wreck...again. I don't know what it is about this family, but we can go from pristine to pig sty in just a matter of hours. Somehow what was a clean living room is now littered with Old Maid cards, legos, the remnants of my Christmas card addressing fiesta, a basket full of folded towels, and three pairs of dirty socks. My kitchen was sparkly...but now the cabinets are sporting a couple of empty coke cans, a trail of Pringle crumbs, and the pizza pans from last night's dinner (because I was too tired to wash dishes last night before bed). Somehow the laundry has multiplied and the boys' bathroom looks as if it could pass for the next hazardous waste testing site. I so badly need to clean house...again........and.....now.....
My kids are fighting.....and making a mess. When I'm feeling all up in a have-way-too-much-to-do funk, I really just want my kids to "do the right thing" (my parenting catch phrase). Turns out, though, that Sawyer and Tate are feeling the need to argue over the last few crumbs in a box of goldfish crackers all while leaving a trail of their crisis all over my carpet. Keaton is "making a zoo" which involves pulling out EVERY animal toy we own and scattering them throughout the house in their respectful cages. I've already put out one fire tonight that was over a Jr. Monopoly game (which incidentally is still laying out), and another go-round which consisted of Keaton wanting to put on a magic show and Sawyer then telling him that he was a "dum-dum head." So not feeling the love tonight....
So....here's my question.....I know that a bunch of you are stay-at-home moms and have somewhat the luxury of tidying up the house while your kids are off at school....but, I do know that we all have days like this. It is crazy for me to think that your houses stay in tip-top shape no matter what, and that your families sit by your Christmas trees and play family games by firelight every evening.....I know better.....but, I know that there has got to be a better way.
I try to get the kids involved, and they are responsible for cleaning up their things and putting away their toys.....but, it seems that if I let up for even 10 minutes....the house is on a downhill spiral.....I've made job charts and chore lists. We've done rewards and allowances. And, I still can't seem to get a handle on it.
Any suggestions to keeping everything up? I seriously need some suggestions....I'm all about being okay with a house being "lived-in," but this is getting a little ridiculous!
I've been clicking around on several blogs that I read and this nifty little meme (look...I'm using that groovy lil' word again!) keeps popping up everywhere! Being a follower by nature, it is only fitting that it pop up on mine, too!
The things that I've done are bolded. My comments are in green.
Have I Ever....
1. Started your own blog obviously
2. Slept under the stars provided the mosquitoes a tasty smorgasbord in the process.
3. Played in a band the rockin' middle school concert band....not the cool "I'm in a band" band
4. Visited Hawaii yep....very pretty. would like to go back as an adult though.
5. Watched a meteor shower
6. Given more than you can afford to charity
7. Been to Disneyland/world Disneyland...when I was little
8. Climbed a mountain climbed up the foothills of the Himalayas...does that count?
9. Held a praying mantis
10. Sang a solo
11. Bungee jumped
12. Visited Paris when I was about 12 and didn't appreciate it...want to go back
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea (from the beach) many a time
14. Taught yourself an art from scratch jewelry making....is that art?
15. Adopted a child
16. Had food poisoning so nasty....got it from rat poison in some baking powder...
17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty
18. Grown your own vegetables ha! don't know if you can really call it "grown"
19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France
20. Slept on an overnight train on a trip through India
21. Had a pillow fight
22. Hitch hiked
23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill no comment
24. Built a snow fort
25. Held a lamb
26. Gone skinny dipping
27. Run a Marathon
28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice
29. Seen a total eclipse
30. Watched a sunrise or sunset
31. Hit a home run
32. Been on a cruise
33. Seen Niagara Falls in person
34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
35. Seen an Amish community
36. Taught yourself a new language had a terrible Spanish teacher in high school...so I taught myself enough to pass all my tests...does that count?
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person
39. Gone rock climbing just one of those goofy rock wall things
40. Seen Michelangelo’s David
41. Sung karaoke
42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited Africa
45. Walked on a beach by moonlight
46. Been transported in an ambulance
47. Had your portrait painted
48. Gone deep sea fishing
49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person
50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris
51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling
52. Kissed in the rain
53. Played in the mud grew up in Southeast Asia....hello....rainy season!
54. Gone to a drive-in theater
55. Been in a movie
56. Visited the Great Wall of China
57. Started a business Nola Mae
58. Taken a martial arts class
59. Visited Russia
60. Served at a soup kitchen
61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies
62. Gone whale watching
63. Got flowers for no reason
64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma got many a free tee-shirt for all my blood
65. Gone sky diving
66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp
67. Bounced a check next question, please
68. Flown in a helicopter
69. Saved a favorite childhood toy still have all my Barbies and Cabbage Patch Kids
70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial twice....once as a kid. once as an adult. much better as an adult.
71. Eaten Caviar
72. Pieced a quilt yes...several
73. Stood in Times Square
74. Toured the Everglades
75. Been fired from a job
76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London saw the guards...can't remember if they were changing when we were there or not....
77. Broken a bone
78. Been on a speeding motorcycle
79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person
80. Published a book kind of....have a short story in a published book
81. Visited the Vatican
82. Bought a brand new car
83. Walked in Jerusalem
84. Had your picture in the newspaper
85. Read the entire Bible yes...even the Chronicles and Leviticus!
86. Visited the White House
87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating helped kill and prepare lots of chickens.....never killed a deer, but have prepared lots of 'em
88. Had chickenpox
89. Saved someone’s life
90. Sat on a jury
91. Met someone famous hung out with Jimmy Carter when he visited our church in Thailand.....he's famous, right?
92. Joined a book club claimed to have joined Oprah's once upon a time....didn't even finish the book though...I don't think this counts.
93. Lost a loved one too many to list
94. Had a baby 3
95. Seen the Alamo in person
96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake
97. Been involved in a law suit
98. Owned a cell phone
99. Been stung by a bee
Thanks, Stephanie. This was fun! If you want to play along....I want to read your list, too! Let me know!!
Labels: My Love Affair With Lists
Once upon a time there lived a family of bears. There was a Papa Bear, a Mama Bear, and 3 Baby Bears: I Need a Serious Haircut Bear, I Think I'm a Professional Wrestler and Will Body Slam You To Prove It Bear, and I Have a Terrible Habit of Picking My Nose Bear. This family of 5 lived in a house with a red door out in the middle of nowhere.
Mama Bear decided that since it was almost time for Christmas, she really needed to get busy Christmas shopping for her 3 baby bears. So she sat her precious offspring down and had a long talk about what they might want to make this Christmas a very beary Christmas.
I Need a Serious Haircut Bear was very adamant about two things. He wanted an Ipod terribly, but was torn because he also wanted a new laptop computer. Mama Bear smiled sweetly, as if the laptop was even an option, and moved on. I Need a Serious Haircut Bear has a shiny new Ipod under the tree. Too bad I Need a Serious Haircut Bear has no music to play on it.
I Think I'm a Professional Wrestler and Will Body Slam You To Prove It Bear was equally adamant about two gifts. A red electric guitar with a "sounder that goes to 10" (amp) and a BB gun. Both amazing gifts for I Think I'm a Professional Wrestler and Will Body Slam You To Prove It Bear. I Think I'm a Professional Wrestler and Will Body Slam You To Prove It Bear will be happy....he is getting both. The family could possibly be in danger.
I Have a Terrible Habit of Picking My Nose Bear couldn't decide. There were so many things that sounded good. The Scooby Doo toys. The Indiana Jones whip. The Optimus Prime costume. I Have a Terrible Habit of Picking My Nose Bear is getting it all.....plus some. It must be nice to be the baby....even if you can't keep your finger out of your nose.
So, thanks to some help from Grandma Bears, Mama Bear is done. All the Christmas wishes of the Baby Bears coming true in just a few short days.
Now if only Mama Bear could figure out how to wrap a trip to the barber shop, obedience classes, and "Just Don't Be Gross" training up in neat little packages....
A Mama Bear can dream can't she?.....
Christmas is sneaking up on me.....and fast. I've been so wrapped up in projects, sickness, and exhaustion that I'm missing the whole precious process of the Season. I feel like I'm missing the fun in all of the little things that make this time of year so memorable and special to me. I almost feel like I'm in one of those crazy time warp things where I'm in slow motion, and everyone around me is going on like normal.
I wrapped some presents tonight only because it was finally time to get them out of my car....and it wasn't even fun. I love wrapping presents....I hated that I wasn't loving it tonight.
I haven't baked one batch of Christmas cookies. I love baking Christmas cookies and goodies....I hate that my kitchen isn't covered in Almond Bark and sprinkles.
Those presents I wrapped? Only 10 of them....that's all I've done. 10. I love Christmas shopping and take such pride in detailed check lists and choosing the perfect gifts.....I hate that now I've backed myself into such a corner that I'm going to be forced to do everything last minute and in town *shudder*.
My house is a wreck. I love having a clean house during the holidays (even more than any other time of the year). I love seeing our stockings hanging on a mantel that is gleaming with Pledge, my tree and presents (even if it is just 10) sitting on a floor where you can still see the vacuum lines in the carpet, and....well....even being able to see the table centerpieces. I love everything being fresh and clean and smelling good.....I hate that my house doesn't.
I haven't worked on any of my Christmas projects. Our church is making Chrismons as a congregational form of worship for our tree. Haven't even started on our family ornaments. I love being crafty....I hate that I'm having to add such a meaningful project to a to-do list.
My Christmas shirt is dirty. I'm not one that has a bazillion Christmas themed sweaters and shirts, but I do have 1 reindeer shirt that I adore. It's dirty because I haven't done laundry. This means that I have only worn my reindeer shirt once all season and at the rate the laundry is going....it may not get worn again in the next 2 weeks. Shameful. I love my reindeer shirt....I hate that I wake up in the mornings and can't wear it because it is stuck at the bottom of Mountain O'Laundry.
I haven't addressed my Christmas cards yet. They're sitting pretty in the box with their dandy
little red envelopes, all ready for addressing. I always have my cards out early....I hate that it is probably going to be the end of next week before they are stamped....let alone taken to the post office.
I really am hoping for a Christmas movie type miracle. Like where I go to bed tonight all Grinchy and Scrooge-like, and then tonight it will snow perfect snowflakes, and I will wake up in the morning with a Christmas scarf around my neck, hot chocolate in my cup, a fire in my fireplace, and have all my Christmas spirit restored.
I'm leaving my mug out tonight....just in case!
I've always wanted to be on one of those makeover shows. New hair. New makeup. New clothes. All of which would make me look amazing for one day and one day only, because there is no chance that I would ever be able to recreate it by myself at home...but, to have that one day where I was transformed. BLISS!
Since that doesn't look it will be happening anytime soon, I decided that SOMETHING needed a makeover. I don't have the money to makeover the house. I don't have the want-to to makeover the yard. So, the winner of the makeover was....
What do you think? Isn't it amazing?
This beautiful and so "me" design is by a very talented blog designer. You can find her at http://www.blogsbydanielle.blogspot.com/ She is fantastic to work with and will do everything just like you want it. I'm so happy and so glad that I gave this little Christmas present to myself!!
I've started this post 4 times....nothing is workin' for me tonight. I think I'm too tired. I've had nothing but 3 hours sleep each of the past 3 nights. And last night's 3 hours don't count, because this insanely loud thunderstorm kept waking me up....
So, because I really want to post something new, but because I have reached beyond my capabilities of any type of creativity tonight, I'm going to steal this meme (I just learned what that word means today, by the way, so I feel super-techno using it here) and call it a night....
1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? Depends what is going in 'em. If it wraps easy...it is wrapping paper for sure...but only the good kind from Hobby Lobby. If I can't wrap it without it looking like Tate did it....gift bag for sure.
2. Real tree or Artificial? Artificial....always artificial. No mess and no sneezing.
3. When do you put up the tree? Whenever I can get the husband to get the boxes down from the attic...usually the week after Thanksgiving.
4. When do you take the tree down? Last year it was the end of January....yes, I'm one of those people.
5. Do you like eggnog? Gross.
6. Favorite gift received as a child? Toss up between the me-size Raggedy Andy doll or my wicker Barbie furniture.
7. Hardest person to buy for? My mom. So hard to wrap up that "Just want everyone to be healthy and happy" that she asks for each year.
8. Easiest person to buy for? Myself....my mother-in-law has me buy my own presents and wrap them for her....works for me.
9. Do you have a nativity scene? Yes....a handcrafted one made in Thailand.
10. Mail or email Christmas cards? Mail...definitely.
11. Worst Christmas gift you ever received? A tube of toothpaste from my sweet Aunt Fay...probably one of the most hysterical Christmas memories ever. I think my cousin got Denture Cream. *my sister just commented and said that she thought it was actually hemorrhoid cream that my cousin got....that's even better than the denture cream! HA!*
12. Favorite Christmas Movie? Ooooo...love Christmas movies. Not sure much beats watching the 7 day marathon of "A Christmas Story" though.....love the leg lamp.
13. When do you start shopping for Christmas? Week of Thanksgiving....never before.
14 . Have you ever recycled a Christmas present? Yes, but it wasn't the toothpaste.
15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? Chocolate covered pretzels and Chex Mix.
16. Lights on the tree? Of course. White...always white.
17. Favorite Christmas song? Religious....Emmanuel. Secular.....Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree
18. Travel at Christmas or stay home? Home? You mean people really do that? Our little family has NEVER had Christmas in our own home.
19. Can you name all of Santa's reindeer? Probably...but, I'll need to sing the song for help.
21. Open the presents Christmas Eve or morning? Depends on whose house we're at. My mom is worse than the kids about waiting and ours end up being opened Christmas Eve. Kirk's parents are sticklers for the Christmas morning thing.
22. Most annoying thing about this time of the year? The emphasis and stress on gift-giving.
23. Favorite ornament theme or color? No theme....see here.
24. What do you want for Christmas this year? I'm supposed to say that I don't want anything, right? I'd be lieing. I want one of those flash drive things that you can plug in and get wireless internet access through any cell phone tower you are near (I should probably know the name of that, shouldn't I? Way too tired to look it up tonight, too....)
Labels: My Love Affair With Lists
Ever had a day where things are just off?
I don't mean off as in you giggle about things you wouldn't usually crack a grin at, or you eat something new for the first time and then either someone makes you laugh so it comes out your nose or you end up spitting it in a napkin only to have the preparer ask to borrow the napkin (both of which have happened to me...horrifying, I know).
No, I mean off in that you aren't even yourself. Totally an off day.
Started out with a bizarre little incident here at the house. Sorry to be so vague here, but it is in everyone's best interest...namely mine. I mean....really bizarre. Did something today that I've never done (but totally not in the good way) and then turned around and did something that I've never done (in the totally good way) to patch it...if you can call it that. Off.
Spent an afternoon of watching the clock run down time and not knowing at all where it went. I have so many projects to work on that just keep my family going that are so totally neglected. Projects like clean underwear and a dinner that consists of something other than a bag of SpiderMan fruit snacks... Off.
Have so much work to do on special orders for Nola Mae, but can't even get out of this chair to go work on it. It's like I'm glued. It isn't that I don't have the energy...I'm not a bit tired....just can't make myself do it. So instead, I'm sitting here watching VeggieTales even though every person in my house that is under the age of 9 is sleeping....again, can't get out of the chair to do anything about it, and the remote is lost in my couch. Off.
My dad threw a sermon my way this morning via the comment page on humbleness....maybe that is what this day is about....
I guess everyone needs a day of humility to ground them.....I just wish mine wasn't today....when I had so much to do.
If I could relive this day....I totally would. I would have not been bizarre this morning, and I would have chunked the clock and just buckled down. I would have climbed my Laundry Everest, and I would have at least cooked a hot dog for the poor children. I would also have pendants out to dry and in my jammies watching a good movie by now.
Still no clean undies....and still watching Larry.
Feeling a little panicky.
Tomorrow is Ribbons and Bows...my very first craft show. I've got a booth all set up and all my pendants are in place. I'm sharing my booth with Pet Panache, my friend Lisa's brilliant line of all things fantastically doggie (and kitty).
The booth looks very snappy...thanks to Lisa, and I've got about 200 pendants ready to go. But, panic is settling in the pit of my stomach.
I'm terrified that no one will buy anything and I'm going to come away feeling totally discouraged and down-trodden. Surely this is what everyone feels their first bull out of the shoot.
We'll see, I guess.....I'm sure that after a totally sleepless night and a few rounds of cold sweats, I'll feel much better!
*If you live in the area...come see us! My great friend, Stephanie, will have her very precious Addie Mae items there, too.*
One of my favorite parts of this Christmas season is giving. I'm like every other red-blooded human on the planet and enjoy receiving a good gift or two, but it is giving that really gets my blood pumpin'. I love every step of gift-giving, from the picking out to the seeing happy faces after the gift has been opened.
Labels: Being Boy Crazy
Here are some of Kirk's ornaments....every tree should pay homage to the Cards and Simpsons!
We have a whole collection of Chrismons....handmade in Thailand. (I have other ornaments made overseas, too....love that!)
We even have Elmo tucked in our tree.
I'm typing this while sitting in the dark just staring at the twinkly lights of my tree. Love it so so much! Even if it is all hodge-podgy and mis-matched. It is so perfect. Couldn't imagine anything better!!
*Another bloggy tree....this one is really fun!*