Saturday, December 13, 2014

Silly Celebration, take seven

So, I have this tradition of honoring crazy dates with lists.  Did you notice today's date?  It's 12/13/14.  This date won't come again for 100 years.  



A List of Twelve, Thirteen, and Fourteen

Twelve Non-Standard Christmas songs to love



Thirteen Christmas books that are my personal favorites

Fourteen ways to enjoy the mad rush of Christmas
  • watch Elf as a family and string real popcorn garlands
  • find a way to volunteer and serve
  • load up the family to drive around and look at Christmas lights; bonus points if you take hot chocolate along with you
  • be generous; with time, money, and good cheer
  • sing along to the Christmas music playing in the malls and grocery stores
  • Read How the Grinch Stole Christmas aloud to children
  • Watch It's A Wonderful Life
  • tie a wreath (or a red nose) to the front of your car
  • clean up as you go
  • spend more time with your family than shopping for them
  • read something light, just for you, just for fun
  • make Christmas Crack; eat it without guilt
  • attend a Christmas Eve candlelight service
  • go outside at midnight on Christmas Eve and sing Silent Night as you stargaze and count your blessings

Happy 12-13-14!

Friday, December 12, 2014

Friday Faves

an old favorite

* To Make You Smile: I just love dad's like these.  

* Something to Buy: my favorite winter scent is now in wax melts

* Song of the Week: I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas by Gayla Peevey (original video)

* A Little Christmas Creativity: Unconventional Christmas Trees

* Something to Make: Christmas Song printables

  * In Case You Missed It: Bimbo

* Some Things I Love: Christmas light shows, footie pajamas, caroling at the "old folks" home, Christmas Around the World with second graders, watching Sloane set up the nativity scene each year, making stockings for a friend or family member each year, Secret Santa at work, caroling with my students on the way outside to recess, Christmas!


Happy weekend, friends.  

Saturday, December 6, 2014

T is for: December Reflections


T is for thankful.  

Tonight I am so thankful for our friends and my parents.  We had ice on Monday and Jeffrey drove Sloane and I to school.  A big truck hit a patch of ice and t-boned Jeffrey.  Jeffrey is going to be fine, though we can't say the same for our car which was totaled.  Jeffrey's knee was fractured, and he'll be on crutches for at least six weeks.  This morning our friends came over and climbed up in our attic so that we could get all our Christmas decorations down.  Then, tonight my parents came over to deliver a Christmas tree so we wouldn't have to clamber around and deal with that.  Oh yes, T is for thankful.

Friday, December 5, 2014

leaves: December Reflections


I just couldn't post a picture of tree leaves in December. So, here's my odd version of leaves. This is the view out the plane window when Sloane and I went to Savannah.

Thursday, December 4, 2014

Red: December Reflections


“The nutcracker sits under the holiday tree, a guardian of childhood stories. 
Feed him walnuts and he will crack open a tale...”   ― Vera Nazarian

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Best Day of 2014: December Reflections


I took this picture the Saturday before Sloane's 13 birthday.  We had planned the entire weekend around her favorite things.  So we spent the day in the woods where Sloane is happiest.  I think she could walk for hours as long as there trees overhead.  Our picnic of corned beef and mustard sandwiches tasted as good as anything we've ever eaten.  I had a wonderful time taking pictures and watching Sloane and her Daddy talk and talk and talk.  They were in heaven to be outdoors and in each other's company.

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Light: December Reflections


Christmas arrives in my heart in a different way each year.  Last year Christmas came while we were shopping at our local market.   Sometimes Christmas comes at church.  Sometimes Christmas arrives before Thanksgiving, and at others, not till Christmas Eve.  This year, Christmas arrived via Facebook.  My friend, Dawn, posted a video that I cried all the way through.

And, as I cried, Christmas came.  That ever repeating miracle arrived, and I felt again the bone deep knowledge of light, of truth.  The real light, not only of Christmas, but of the world, came as a babe.  He lived a sinless life, and died an innocent man.  For me.  And, joy of joys, He rose again.

Merry Christmas, everyone.  May His light be yours.





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