To all the people who decorate the exterior of their homes, thank you. The more lights the better as far as I am concerned. And extra credit to people who use colored lights. I think this takes a lot of courage since I remember the big, colored light bulbs that decorated my childhood tree. They used to get so hot you wondered how they didn’t ignite the tree. While white lights can be elegant and lovely, I will always have a special place in my heart for multi-colored Christmas lights. To my neighbors who have the one lone strand of white lights strewn on their bushes, close but no cigar. It looks like someone tripped while hanging lights and that’s where they stayed. Try harder next year. To my other neighbor who decorated their porch, it looks great. But do you think that decorating the railings was such a good idea?
Now I can enjoy a break from work and from school and chip away at my Netflix queue and visit the library.
Happy Holidays!
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Welcome to Whoville
Well it's official. Christmas is imminent. I saw It's a Wonderful Life on Saturday night.
What a great movie. It makes me cry my eyes out every time. It's not Christmas without it. I also saw the Grinch. 30 minutes, narrated by Boris Karloff. There is no other.
And to wrap it all up, Charlie Brown's Christmas. It's really a trifecta of holiday-ness.
In spite of all the tv cues, I just do not feel Christmassy. Maybe the stress of finals and the fact that it's freakishly warm outside are not helping. I don't require a white Christmas but winter would be nice.
Maybe I should finally mail (ok, start writing) my Christmas cards.
What a great movie. It makes me cry my eyes out every time. It's not Christmas without it. I also saw the Grinch. 30 minutes, narrated by Boris Karloff. There is no other.
And to wrap it all up, Charlie Brown's Christmas. It's really a trifecta of holiday-ness.
In spite of all the tv cues, I just do not feel Christmassy. Maybe the stress of finals and the fact that it's freakishly warm outside are not helping. I don't require a white Christmas but winter would be nice.
Maybe I should finally mail (ok, start writing) my Christmas cards.
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Final frenzy
Well I am getting down to the wire. I have my last final due in a week. It's such a tough class that it is going to take me every moment to finish it. Then I will get a glorious month off! I can't wait. It's tough balancing work and school but then add into it the Christmas mix and December becomes just insane. I haven't bought a single present or mailed a single card as of this moment. While I did put a wreath on my door, that's as far as I have gotten. At this point, I just want to put my books and notes away and clean my house! Forget decorating, I'd just like to wash my kitchen floor.
Saturday, December 02, 2006
Snow Envy
After two oddly unseasonable days I will admit that I have snow envy. I know that the storms in the Midwest were not fun but I am really ready for a foot of snow. It's been too long since our last one. I miss that stillness that blankets everything with a thick, white layer of fluffy snow. I want to clomp around in it, shovel it, wear my boots and brush my car off. I want to snowshoe, snowboard, cross country ski and make snowballs. I want to walk out the door in the morning and see my breath.
We may get some snow on Monday and I am crossing every finger I have! Though I finally got a wreath for my door, it has not felt like Christmas to me. I know that staring down finals has distracted my, but I was missing the spirit. So today, I stopped at my local Christmas tree farm and bought a balsam wreath. Just walking amongst all those trees it smelled like Christmas.
Someday I will have my own Christmas tree.
We may get some snow on Monday and I am crossing every finger I have! Though I finally got a wreath for my door, it has not felt like Christmas to me. I know that staring down finals has distracted my, but I was missing the spirit. So today, I stopped at my local Christmas tree farm and bought a balsam wreath. Just walking amongst all those trees it smelled like Christmas.
Someday I will have my own Christmas tree.
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