a rustic texas christmas

Here it is, the Christmas post.

I have few words to say really...except that it was quite possibly the most perfect thing our little family could have done for Christmas this year.

We cut down a tree

did a little of thisand a little of thatwith a lot of up and down on thistreasured moments like these

and spent a little more time here

It was our own little slice of heaven.

Should you find yourself driving through Texas on Christmas Eve...

keep an eye out for these. (This would have been so much better if it had been one of those trucks I see with horns on the front. Still, the kids were filled with excitement at spying the big guy himself until the excitement turned frantic at the thought of Santa getting to the cabin before we did. We assured them that we had plenty of time since Santa still had to get the blue bullet home and the sleigh packed up.)

off we go...

A bout with the flu yesterday threatened to ruin our plans for a Rustic Texas Christmas, but things are looking up today. We've got Christmas all packed up and are just about ready to go.

3 days with nothing but the trees, the local animals, the dirt, the hot tub, and my little family in the middle of nowhere- I can't wait!

Enjoy your Christmas, wherever you are.

(And thanks for the wonderful idea, Kristin!)

a little story

the beginning

the middle

the end

curtains

So here's how it goes. For the last several years we've never stayed anywhere long enough to really warrant the time, effort, and money that curtains sometimes require.

The last place we hung curtains was in Wymount at BYU. That was 5 or 6 moves ago.

When we moved here, curtains were one of the first things to do. I got three and a half rooms done before moving onto higher ranking priorities. While she was here, Mom finished two more rooms for me. Bless you, mother.

These are my favorite. I like to just stare at them...probably too much. After all, they're just curtains. I love them though. For me they do more than complete the room.

They remind me we're sticking around.

ice skating with Grandma

To our good forture, we were in the middle of a cold front on this particular weekend in early December, so it really was cold enough to pretend like we were somewhere they don't have to make their own ice.

Darn photobucket...here's a glimpse of the fun minus the slideshow.

because just one just wouldn't do

Thanks, Mom.

Can't.

Get.

Enough.

and then she was gone

Thanksgiving feasting

Black Friday shopping

Christmas tree trimming

chocolate fondue-ing

sewing and sewing

caramel corn making

The thought did cross my mind to get on southwest.com early Thursday morning and cancel her flight so she couldn't leave.

But we have to share, so we let Grandma go to continue gallivanting around the country bringing happiness and joy to adoring children.... she's sort of like our family's Santa Claus.

Until it's our turn again...

projecting

I can't blog right now.

Mom's here, and we're projecting.

Not pro-JECT-ing, PROJECT-ing.

I've had lots of projects to finish since we moved in that are just a lot more fun to do with someone else (especially when that someone else is an accomplished seamstress). Right now we're finishing curtains. I ran out of steam on the curtains about 3 months ago.

So, until I have more time to blog about all the fun and joy that comes with December and with Grandma being here, I'll just show off my irresistible Liddy, in her new Christmas dress (courtesy of Grandma, of course).