Thursday, December 17, 2009

Christmas is Weird

Is it just me or is Christmas just weird this year? It's probably just me. I love Christmas though. I love the twinkling lights, the falling snow (not that Nashville gets any), the cheesy Christmas programs at church and even cheesier Christmas movies on Hallmark and Lifetime, the hot chocolate and the music. Oh how I love Christmas music. It's not Christmas until you hear Karen Carpenter sing "Merry Christmas, Darling" or swoon as Bing Crosby belts out "White Christmas" with that svelte voice of his. But this year is just plain weird to me.

I guess I should offer advice to never move during the holiday season. I closed on my home on November 4 thinking that I would get to move the next week. I had dreams of unpacking my boxes and getting everything in it's place before Thanksgiving and then as soon as I got back from Thanksgiving vacation I would put up my tree and unpack my Santa Claus collection. Then I woke up! I moved the Tuesday after Thanksgiving instead and have just now gotten my house just the way I want and now it's too close to Christmas to put up my tree and decorate for Christmas. I was excited about being in my new home before Christmas so I could decorate but sometimes life just gets in the way of hopes and dreams. Oh well, there's always next year.

But Christmas feels weird because I don't have a tree up. It's the first year ever in my life where I didn't have a tree up. It makes me miss my parents house. My mom always has their house decorated so nicely for Christmas but not me. Not this year. I haven't even watched White Christmas yet. I watch that movie at least 3 times during the Christmas season. I'm taking it this weekend to Alabama and making my boyfriend watch it. He had never seen it and all he asked me was if it was in black or white. I told him no but it was a musical. He didn't seem impressed. It's not Christmas until I watch that movie. He made me suffer through the movie Men Who Stare At Goats (on our first date) so I'm making him suffer through White Christmas.

Tonight I'm finishing up my Christmas shopping and then tomorrow I'm off to Alabama. It's my weekend to drive so I'm heading that way around noon. Then Friday night we are babysitting my niece and nephew as my brother and his wife take their youth group Christmas Caroling. It should be fun. I always have a great time with my niece and nephew and they are at that age that is so much fun. We just run and play until we collapse at bedtime. I love those little munchkins. It's hard to imagine our family before they came along. I wish my brother and his wife would have a slew of kids...just don't tell them I said so!

Happy Thursday!

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

O Holy Night

Here is one of my favorite singers singing my favorite Christmas song.

*You will need to scroll down and pause my playlist at the bottom right of the page.


Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Blogging

I am such a bad blogger. I'm sure that you have noticed that by now so why even mention it? It has become my opening line on my recent posts. When I first started blogging I was sure I would update it everyday and I would become this awesome blogger that everyone would love to read. Yeah, right....fantasy land there! Seriously, though I did intend to update pretty regularly if not everyday. But as time went on I was boring myself with posts and I would either get tired of typing or was incredibly busy at work (remember no internet at home) or just plain didn't have anything remotely interesting to say. But now that I actually do have things to say (i.e. new house and new boyfriend) I've pretty much been MIA. Well, I am saying (again) that I am intending (again) to update and become a better blogger.

I knew my family didn't know that I had a blog. I just never told them. But one day last week my father said, "I didn't know you had a blog. I've read some of it." Let me tell you that sheer panic went through me when he told me he found my blog. (He found the link through my Facebook profile page.) Even though this is a public forum where I get people from New Delhi and Switzerland checking it out the thought of my dad reading this made my mind scramble to all the past postings I've made to see what embarrassing things I might have said on here. I couldn't think of any so Dad, I apologize now for anything too girly or any embarrassing thing you might have read on here. :)

I knew of a few people who read my blog but not a whole lot and now I'm slowly finding out people are actually reading it. Today was our building's Christmas luncheon and a girl who works upstairs told me that she reads it. So now I feel like I must do a better job at blogging. After all, I do have things to talk about. Have I mentioned I bought a house that I absolutely love? Did I also mention I have a boyfriend who I'm crazy over the moon for? Those are topics soon coming up.

So I'll talk to you tomorrow...or not. We'll see. :)

Happy Tuesday!

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

The Pioneer Woman and Other Stuff

I love to read blogs. I think I have about 10-15 blogs that I try to keep up with on a pretty regular basis. Some of them are of high school and college friends that I like to keep up with. Some are of people I have no clue who they are but they have a themed blog that I'm interested in such as cooking and baking or writing. I thought I was maxed out on my blog reading until a couple of weeks ago a friend suggested I read a blog by this woman named Ree Drummond. I'm sure some of you have heard of her but she dubs herself The Pioneer Woman. She's a woman who was a bona fide city girl who married a cattle rancher and now spends her days on a cattle ranch. My friend heard about her when she appeared on television promoting her new cookbook. So I wandered onto her website and let me tell you I have spent countless hours on there reading it.

She keeps up with several different blogs on her website such as her normal day to day blog, a blog on cooking, a blog on photography, a blog on homeschooling and a blog on Home & Garden. They are all pretty fascinating. She can tell a story like I've never heard. She's a fantastic writer who is completely hilarious. She has a section on there that tells of the love story between her and her husband whom she calls Marlboro Man. It's a pretty good story. I wish I could tell a story like she does. Read it. You'll see what I mean.

I encourage you if you have about 1,000 hours to spare, head over to her website and check it out. I think you'll enjoy it.

I am now officially living in my new house! I'm so excited. I closed almost a month ago but haven't really had a chance to fully move all the way in because November was a crazy month for me and my family. We just had so much going on that I could only move a few items at a time. But, praise the Lord, I'm finally finished moving in and my downstairs is completely put together. My spare room is my catch all room right now. Every box and container that I'm not sure what to do with is sitting in there. My bedroom and master bath is all put together until I can afford to purchase more furniture and pictures. So it's pretty much done for now. I'm so excited and it just feels like home. Usually I have a hard time adjusting to a new place and it takes me forever to falls asleep each night but last night I had no trouble falling asleep and I didn't wake up once until my alarm clock went off this morning. I have sheer curtains that I hang in my bedroom but I think I'll need to get some thicker curtains because all the parking lot lights outside my window. They are so bright and I like to sleep in an almost pitch black room so I think new curtains are in order.

Thanksgiving turned out pretty well. I wasn't exactly that excited about going to Illinois but I'm so glad we did. We got to stay with my dad's brother and his wife and we had the best time. My cousin and her family came over and we ate, played games and laughed so hard the entire time. We, of course, took time out on Thursday to head over to my grandmother's for dinner but we left as soon as we could to go back to my uncle's to play games. It was so much fun. The highlight of the trip though was while at my grandma's house, a tree limb broke of and fell straight through my parent's car windshield. It just shattered the windshield to pieces. Luckily, the glass repair people came over the next morning and replaced the windshield in no time and then we were off our merry way back to Tennessee. Good times!