Tuesday, December 31, 2013

2013

Our last day of 2013 was spent together as a family.  B took the day off work, and--after I spent too much time getting ready, according to him--we went out to lunch and then did some shopping.


There were a couple of meltdowns and tantrums--not from the two year old, by the way *ahem, B, ahem*--and B declared he would never go shopping with me again.

Trust me, the feeling is mutual.

It was a good time.  Ha!

We got home just in time for me to make cookies, throw a salad together, and head to Brooke and Reid's for dinner.  Brooke made a delicious lasagna, and we had a fun night! 

Now, we're home and Aniston is asleep...and so is B.  I'm not sure who fell asleep faster.  :)  So I'm using this time while the house is quiet to think about the year.

2013 was a great year for us.  Aniston had her first haircut and we celebrated her second birthday.  Aniston started dance in the spring...then we dropped out in the fall after she threw tantrum after tantrum about going every week.  We went to Tweetsie, the beach, and Lake Chatuge.  B and I celebrated our seventh anniversary and went to Charleston, where we walked fifteen miles to a boat and a bike taxi saved us from a divorce.  We went to the fair and Lazy 5 RanchKesha and Matt got married.  We had the best Thanksgiving ever.  Getting a Christmas tree was an adventure this year, and Christmas itself was lots of fun.  It was a year full of happiness and fun, and I hope 2014 is even better!

Monday, December 30, 2013

Our Weekend

Last Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday were insanely busy days--lots of cleaning and getting things ready on Monday, followed by lots of Christmas festivities Monday night, Tuesday, and Wednesday.  Since then, we've more than made up for all the rushing around by being ridiculously lazy.  So, in that frame of mind, our weekend was really low-key. 

We spent most of Saturday taking down Christmas decorations and getting our house back to normal--not because I was ready to, but because our tree had stopped drinking water a couple of days before Christmas and was shedding needles like crazy.  Even though I wasn't ready to see it go (I like to leave everything up until after New Year's Day), it was time.

We went to church on Sunday morning, then spent the rest of the day at home.  It was a gorgeous day and it wasn't too cold, so we were able to play outside some.

Bike helmets crack me up.

Around 4:00 I realized that, with the exception of family homes on Christmas and church that morning, I hadn't been anywhere since last Sunday.  Nothing makes you go stir-crazy faster than a realization like that.  Ha!  Aniston stayed with Nana and Papa while B and I made a quick trip to the grocery store and went out to dinner at Mi Pueblitos.  It was kind of like an impromptu date night--not a very exciting one, but still nice. 

Yum!

I took pictures at dinner with this post in mind.  
B can be such a good sport sometimes.

We had a great time just being able to talk to each other.  And I didn't even fuss when he checked his phone constantly for updated football scores. ;)

I'm excited to have another week off with Aniston!  I hope it goes slooooooowly!

Saturday, December 28, 2013

Christmas 2013

Christmas came and went in a blur.  It always does, though, right?  It was busy and fun and probably the best one we've ever had.

Aniston was so into Santa this year.  She has talked about him for months.  When we took her to see him last week, she was beyond excited--much to the amusement of everyone around us in line.  She pointed and giggled and squealed, "See him?  Do you see him?  I see him!" and talked nonstop.  When she walked up to him, though, she was suddenly shy and couldn't say a word.  Bless her!


So when it was finally Christmas morning, Aniston was thrilled to see that Santa had eaten the cookies and drank the milk she left for him.  She was a little disappointed that he didn't stay so she could see him, but the presents he left made up for that, I think. 

She had a great Christmas morning and loved opening everything.  B and I had the best time watching her!  I just realized that I don't have any pictures of her opening things on Christmas morning because I was videoing the whole time.  B says I can get still shots from the video, so--hopefully--I'll have pictures to share soon.

I'm pretty sure her favorite thing was the Keurig she and B gave me.  Haha!  She was so excited for me to carry it to the kitchen, and was just fascinated by it when we set it up and made hot chocolate for her. And the box it came in was fabulous too!


So, in short, B and I spent a lot of needless thought and money on Christmas.  We should have just given her a box and a pack of stickers.   Too funny.

The rest of Christmas Day was spent at my grandparents' house with my mom's side of the family, then we hosted B's family that night. 

We made so many wonderful memories this year, and I am so thankful for all the blessings we've been given.

Especially the one in the Santa pajamas. :)

Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Merry Christmas!

"And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid.  And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.  And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.  And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of heavenly host praising God, and saying, Glory to God in the highest and on earth peace, good will toward men."
Luke 2: 9-14

Merry Christmas!






Christmas Eve

It's Christmas Eve.  The stockings are filled, the presents are wrapped, and the princess is nestled snugly in bed.  I should be sleeping, but the anticipation of Santa and Christmas morning is just too much.  I always thought it was the hardest thing as a kid to wait for Santa, but I've learned that waiting as an adult is so much worse.  

While I try to wind down from the adrenaline rush of putting together a trampoline in a cold garage (and by "putting together" I mean standing there with my hands in my jacket pockets watching B do it), I'm blogging--something I haven't done nearly enough of lately.  Not because I don't have things to tell you about--because we all know I do--but because I've been buried under a pile of receipts, wrapping paper, and ribbon.  Also, I've been busy.  When you barely have time to breathe, you definitely do not have time to blog.

Anyway.  Moving on to Christmas Eve.

Last night (we'll call it Christmas Eve Eve--or maybe the Night Before the Night Before Christmas) we had dinner and exchanged gifts with my parents, Eric, and Chelsea.  It was so much fun, and I loved all of my gifts.  I know that sounds shallow, but it's true and I'm not ashamed to admit it. 

 (picture coming soon)

My Christmas Eve morning was spent putting together candy sleighs, because nothing says "Merry Christmas!" quite like a sleigh made out of candy canes, Kit Kats, and Hershey minis.  Thank you, Pinterest, for making me think I had to do this.

(picture coming soon)

After I had taped/glued all the candy sleighs I could stand, we had the annual Christmas Eve lunch with my dad's extended family.  I have zero pictures because I never take pictures there.  I'm not really sure why, but, now that I think about it, I don't know that anyone else takes pictures there either.

This afternoon, B's parents, Jessica, Adam, and Colton came to our house for Christmas.  There would have been a couple of other families (B's mom's side), but a few people were sick, so it was just the eight of us.  We opened presents and made cookies for Santa.





This evening we went to Mamaw and Papaw's for Christmas with my dad's side.  I love Christmas Eve there.  Per tradition, we watched A Christmas Story after presents.  (Side note--I remember having to wait FOR-EV-ER to open presents there every year.  This year, we had barely finished eating before Papaw announced that Aniston was opening presents and everyone needed to come on.  It's funny how things change.) 

 Annual cousin Christmas picture.  Clearly, I missed out on the height gene.


It was a busy, wonderful Christmas Eve.  I can't wait for tomorrow!

Friday, December 6, 2013

Five on Friday


{One}
I've done a lot of online shopping lately.  I love it.  No crowds, no lines, no hunting for just the right thing.  I like to go shopping, too, but I'm beginning to see the value in doing most of it online.  The Fed-Ex guy has been here every day this week, and the UPS guy even showed up a couple of times too, with present-filled boxes.  Which leads me to....

{Two}
We decorated the outside of our house on Wednesday night in the dark.  It was done out of respect for the Fed-Ex guy who had dutifully climbed over the Christmas decorations I'd piled on the porch on Sunday.  Three days in a row.  Bless him.  I hate that he had to deal with that, but my plan worked: B helped with the decorations.  If I had left them in boxes in the basement, they'd still be there I'm sure.

{Three}
B didn't complain about decorating in the dark, and he even did three loads of laundry on Wednesday night.  He did some grocery shopping on the way home from work today, picked up Japanese food for dinner, and says he's cooking breakfast tomorrow morning.  (Because if we ever have breakfast here, he cooks it.  My breakfast cooking abilities consist of putting waffles in the toaster or pouring cereal into a bowl.)  I know what you're thinking--He must have done all that because he loves me so much and knows how lucky he is to be married to such a fantastic girl, but, sadly, no.  I'm pretty sure it's because he just spent a ridiculous amount of money on a new PA system and sound board for the band and he thinks he's on thin ice.  Which he could be.  That's the thing about thin ice--you really don't know for sure until it cracks and you end up freezing.  Just saying. 

{Four}
In response to his ridiculously expensive purchase, I'll be giving my Christmas list to him this weekend. 

{Five}
I've had my iPhone for over two years.  It's time for a new one.  It's slowing down by the day and it doesn't always recognize my finger taps anymore.  (Does that make sense?  Finger taps?)  It's frustrating, and I want to throw it.  But I'm also practical (and cheap--sometimes) and I know that it's almost Christmas and we have a million other things to buy that are more important than a new phone for me.  Since it still works, I feel bad about going to get a new one.  If it broke, though, I wouldn't have a problem replacing it because, well, it would be broken and that's a valid reason to replace it.  (Are you following my logic here?)  So, thinking that, I took off my Otter Box case (it was beginning to tear anyway) and put on the cheapest case I could find and started letting Aniston play with it more.  That was over a month ago.  It's been dropped, stepped on, and tossed around.  And...nothing.  Not even a scratch.

Apparently, I'm in possession of the only indestructible iPhone ever made.

So I'm still waiting to get a new one until this one just completely stops working, I guess.  Sometimes I hate being practical and responsible and a grown-up.  It's not all it's cracked up to be.

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Oh Christmas Tree


We went to find the perfect Christmas tree yesterday.  It was a fun trip and everything was great until the tree nearly fell off the car. 

(Note: When purchasing a Christmas tree, do not allow a sixteen year old to tie it onto the car.  Either do it yourself, or look for the man who is about your daddy's age.  Those are the trustworthy, knowledgeable types.)

(Nothing against sixteen year olds.  But I knew we were in trouble the minute he said something about wrapping the rope inside the car and B had to tell him that the Jeep had hooks on the inside of the roof rack.) 

(Also, at that point, B should have just said 'forget it, I'll do it myself', but he's too nice.  I don't have that problem.  That's probably why people generally like him better than they like me.) 

Anyway, the tree nearly fell off the car.  B will tell you that it wasn't close to falling off and that I'm being dramatic, but I'm sure that's not true.  We had to stop in a parking lot to re-tie the stupid thing.  I was pretty proud of us because we didn't yell at each other in the midst of the crisis.  (I've said before we don't bring out the best in each other, remember?)  We quoted lines from Christmas Vacation, laughed a lot, and finally made it home, tree and all.

And now I have to make a confession:

I don't like decorating for Christmas.  Not. one. bit.  I like it after it's finished, but as far as the actual decorating part....nope. 

Part of it may be the fact that I always end up doing it by myself.  B likes Christmas decorating even less than I do.  He's a good sport about dragging boxes up from the basement and helping decorate outside, but inside?  You can count him out.

 So once we got the tree in the house and settled, I was well aware that the rest of my weekend would be spent up to my ears in ornaments and tinsel.  (Except not really tinsel, because we don't have any of that.  I just like the way it sounds.)  I started decorating the tree last night and finished it and the rest of the inside decorations today after church.  And by "after church" I mean I started right after church and then finished about an hour ago.  It was a long, slow, tedious process.  I'm glad it's over. 

The decorations for outside are all piled on the front porch.  B says we'll get to them "sometime" which, for him and his ADHD, may mean next Christmas.  Thankfully, he's got me to nag him until he does it. 

He's such a lucky guy.  I really don't know what he'd do without me.

Anyway, the tree is decorated, the house is decorated (inside), and I'm tired.  I thought Aniston would be super impressed with all I had done, and just thinking about that made it worth all the work.  I made a huge show of turning on the lights for the first time.  I requested a drum roll, but she didn't do that so I just plugged them in.  Taaaaa-daaaaa! 

The response?  Nothing.  Not even a smile.  So, being the person that I am, I had to fish for compliments.

Me: Look, Aniston!  Isn't it beautiful?!
 Aniston: *Shrugs shoulders*  Nah.  Not really.

Sigh.