After much anticipation the tree is up. (not mine of
course, as I am the world's biggest procrastinator), but Colleen's & David's) and it's a keeper!!!
Choosing a tree is definitely one of the best parts of Christmas. The smells of fresh evergreens amid the cool air can bring back some pretty powerful memories of Christmas' past.
Funny how that works, one moment you are 30something hunting for that perfect tree, and in an
instant you are magically transported back to being 6 years old again, and feeling the wonder and anticipation that Christmas brings to a child. This is truly the magic of Christmas!!
But I digress, back to the tree :)
Colleen & David did a great job picking "that perfect tree".
I am told David has a knack for zeroing in on that "perfect tree". Well if his talents lie in picking just
the right tree (and they certainly seem to), then Colleen's definitely lie in decorating the tree, and
creating a warm and welcoming environment. It certainly makes my job easy as I sit on a recliner typing this,in a warm, festive room with a GORGEOUS Christmas tree looming over me. What a hard life!!!!
xox
Dana
Beautiful job guys :)
Even their pets are festive, except Puddin' she is camera shy, but not to worry, we'll get her ;)
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The love of my life
This photo was taken on our 15th wedding anniversary this year. It has taken me awhile to get this posted but here we are.
I have never been so loved in all my life until I met David. I am so proud to be his wife and everyday spent with him my life
has been that much richer. I am truly blessed.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Like Nailing Jell-O to a tree !
Teenagers
When did it happen?
Where did my sweet little girl go, who's whole world revolved around "Mommy"?
My world still revolves around her.
I remember the changes well. These changes started out very gradual at first. She traded her baby dolls in for the more grown up "Bratz" dolls and eventually traded these in for boy/girl parties and dances.
Then came the "Schizo-barbie from hell" stage. These mood-swings could be frightening at times, down right bizarre and sometimes even mildly amusing.
Now at the age of 15 there are no longer mood swings per se, just one main mood, and it's not pretty, nor is it for the faint of heart.
Raising a teenager is equivalent to nailing jell-o to a tree. Or as I heard from someone else, "like playing russian roulette with a bunch of drunken monkeys". Yup, I'd have to agree with that one :)
Somedays it seems as though any morals or values we tried to instill have been tossed out the window. And believe me, parents do not know the proper definition of "worry" until they have teenagers.
Anyone knows how to kiss a skinned knee better and magically mend any "boo boo" , but just try and mend a broken heart (these are much harder to heal) without wanting to do unspeakable things to the one who broke it.
The hardest part of raising a teen is not taking the way they speak to you to heart and sitting back and watching them make mistakes that you know are going to hurt them AND letting them make them because it's a lesson they must learn on their own.
While adolesence can be confusing to say the least (constantly trying to rebel and conform at the same time takes its toll on anyone) it is indeed the cruelest place on earth, but it can also be a wonderous time of learning and self exploration if you let it.
As a child I would see glimpses of the young lady she will one day become, but now I see glimpses of the young woman she is becoming. I think she'll be alright :)
xo
Dana :)
When did it happen?
Where did my sweet little girl go, who's whole world revolved around "Mommy"?
My world still revolves around her.
I remember the changes well. These changes started out very gradual at first. She traded her baby dolls in for the more grown up "Bratz" dolls and eventually traded these in for boy/girl parties and dances.
Then came the "Schizo-barbie from hell" stage. These mood-swings could be frightening at times, down right bizarre and sometimes even mildly amusing.
Now at the age of 15 there are no longer mood swings per se, just one main mood, and it's not pretty, nor is it for the faint of heart.
Raising a teenager is equivalent to nailing jell-o to a tree. Or as I heard from someone else, "like playing russian roulette with a bunch of drunken monkeys". Yup, I'd have to agree with that one :)
Somedays it seems as though any morals or values we tried to instill have been tossed out the window. And believe me, parents do not know the proper definition of "worry" until they have teenagers.
Anyone knows how to kiss a skinned knee better and magically mend any "boo boo" , but just try and mend a broken heart (these are much harder to heal) without wanting to do unspeakable things to the one who broke it.
The hardest part of raising a teen is not taking the way they speak to you to heart and sitting back and watching them make mistakes that you know are going to hurt them AND letting them make them because it's a lesson they must learn on their own.
While adolesence can be confusing to say the least (constantly trying to rebel and conform at the same time takes its toll on anyone) it is indeed the cruelest place on earth, but it can also be a wonderous time of learning and self exploration if you let it.
As a child I would see glimpses of the young lady she will one day become, but now I see glimpses of the young woman she is becoming. I think she'll be alright :)
xo
Dana :)
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Free Vintage Christmas graphics 2010
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