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Tis the Season…to be Busted

Lest you think from my very scarf-heavy Christmas pictures earlier,

 that I have a whole Pinterest-perfect thing going on here,
let me summarize my last few weeks.
I put up the most dismally weak, BLUE, manic solar lights ever on the trees in front of our house.

So I took them all down and decided to put up bright, WHITE lights to somehow rectify  the short period of time that we were, to quote Ellie, 
“The embarrassment of our street."
I underestimated how many strands of lights it would take to wrap a DWARF lilac tree and three small shrubs.

4 boxes of lights in, I realized I needed MORE lights.
I just popped in the house,  grabbed my keys and purse and left for the store.
It wasn’t until I was actually IN the store that I realized I had a pretty significant twig stuck in my hair.

My hair was pulled back into a pony tail  so it had to be pretty obvious.
To everyone but me, of course.
I also found a long chunk of hair that should’ve been pulled back into my pony tail,

no longer was.

Christmas is in the House

I’ve been done decorating my house for some time now.

But I’ve hosted a couple brunches and attended a handful of parties  so I haven’t had much time to post.
We have our last party Saturday.
It’s our annual neighborhood Jingle Hop where we “hop” from one house to another and another.
Three houses in all.
Last year, we had to do a hop and a skip  since our house was torn up  in the middle of the renovation.
We are excited to host our neighbors this year in a bigger space.

I painted this sign last year from the wood shelves I saved from our old den before demolition. I made two extras and gave them to my neighbors who also host the Jingle Hop.

I got new garland this year for both mantles.
50% off at Hobby Lobby.
I really like the garland on this mantle but I want new stocking holders.

Maybe I’ll catch an after Christmas sale.

I knew I wanted wreaths on the new windows in the new space.

Julie came up with the idea of incorporating turquoise in the wreaths since I already have it as an ac…


Today is our 20th wedding anniversary.

It’s December 16th and unseasonably warm and sunny

just like it was on our wedding day in Indianapolis.
There was a snow storm the weekend before  and the weekend after our wedding.
But a blessed 50 degrees for the actual day.

Last year, Monte and I were in Nashville with his company and ate sushi with about 15 of his co-workers to celebrate 19 years of marriage.

Tonight, we go back to our tradition of ordering in from a local Italian restaurant and letting the girls serve it to us on our Christmas china.

We will toast to us with my grandmother’s famous slushy punch.
And afterwards we will have a dance party.
Luckily, McDaniel only has one final tomorrow.

We’ve been doing this since Ellie was still in a high chair  and smearing spaghetti sauce all over her face.
We usually put in our wedding video to watch but it’s VHS and we never hooked the player back up when we renovated the house.
But that’s okay.
I’ve pulled out the wedding album.

We are all exci…

It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas

Last year we were knee-deep in our house remodel so just a sad little fake tree was the extent of our Christmas decorations.

I am a real tree kind of gal.

I love that no two trees are ever exactly alike so all our pictures are slightly different.
I love the smell.
I love that when Christmas is over,  we can just haul it out to the street  and the city will take it away.
It’s been fun finding new places in our new space for our old decorations.

I still left a lot of things in the Christmas boxes.

I’ve learned that too many knickknacks cluttering  all the open spaces in a room clutters my brain.
And makes it tired  and frustrated.
I feel that way about decorating our Christmas tree too.

I like it simple and sparsely ornamented and illuminated.

Every year I am tempted to just string some lights  and call it a day.
My girls wouldn’t have it.
Still, it’s easy on my eyes and doesn’t scream at you when you walk into the room.

I hosted a brunch for my prayer group last week and one of the ladies thought …


I read the neatest story last week about something said by the author’s young son.

Something cute but profound.
Something said seemingly childlike yet with a maturity some will never achieve.

She questioned why her son only asked to hold his newborn baby brother at the end of each day after he’d been tucked into bed.

The little boy answered with a sigh,

“Mommy, it’s just easier to be holding the baby  when my feet are slowed down."

Isn’t that just the perfect advice for US this Christmas season?

May we all slow our feet down long enough  to “behold” the baby.
The only reason for the season.

23 “Behold, the[a]virgin shall be with child and give birth to a Son, and they shall call His name Immanuel”—which, when translated, means, “God with us.” --Matthew 1:23
The definition of “behold” is:

To observe;  look at;  see.
Synonyms are:

Regard,  gaze upon,  view;  watch;  discern.
I don’t know about you, but I can just see that little boygazing at his baby brother’s face. 
Observing every feature on his s…