There is just something about the popcorn and cranberry garland that makes me happy. Since the girls have made it twice now I’m calling it a tradition.
So more holiday cheer around the house. This little bubble vase is one of my favorites and it looks so very pretty on the coffee table.
Last week we had freezing temperatures. Saturday we lit a fire and we snuggled up in sweaters, boots, and scarves. It was glorious. I am a beach baby at heart by winter is my favorite season.
Today we woke to a dense heavy fog and gray skies. It took much of the morning to burn off and when it did we had some crystal clear blue skies.
And almost 80 degree weather.
I was so disappointed. And hot. I have grown up in FL and I realize winter here is different than say, winter in Minnesota but I still dislike being hot in December.
The fog did make for a good moody photo opportunity though.
“It would seem that our Lord finds our desires not too strong, but too weak. We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in the slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased.” ~ CS Lewis
During this third week of Advent, the week of joy, I encourage you and challenge you to pursue real joy. True joy that is more than we can imagine or conjure up on our own imagining. Because even at our best we fall woefully short of the joy that He has to offer.
Today’s picture is accompanied by a link to a delicious recipe that I am too lazy to type out and make part of the Pinetrest Test Kitchen series I normally share on the blog. Lazy may not be the right word since it’s not like I am opting to not do anything, I’m just opting to pull out Christmas decorations and get ready for the tree we’ll get sometime in the next few days. Besides, I have a fifteen year old boy ready for his thirty minutes on the computer so there’s that too 🙂
I just realized that I have been calling these pecan pie bars and actually they are Pecan Cake Bars. But no matter what you choose to call them just make sure you call your family and friends because with the shortbread-esque crust they are pretty tasty!
Last week was busy. Like ridiculously busy. And as usual laundry is what fell by the wayside so this week I had plenty to do. I mean we’re a family of seven so there is always laundry to do but when I don’t stay on top of it for a couple of days? It multiplies exponentially. To what I am not sure but it grows in an exponential kind of way.
But yesterday, I conquered the mountains of school uniforms and jeans. I scaled the heights of towel tower and took it down. I was a lean mean washin’ dryin’ and folding machine.This morning I grabbed mine and Rob’s towels and tossed them in. When they finished I had one more small load to do that would keep the baskets empty for the day. I grabbed ours from the dryer and went to swap the other load from the washer. When I came back to my room this is what I found.
Earlier I had seen someone post in the DPP facebook group a picture of their cat peering over the edge of the bathtub so I grabbed my camera to catch Tom all snuggled in the warm laundry. Who can blame him though, on this cloudy cool morning?
We’ve had Tom and his brother Milo for two years now and I just can’t imagine the house without them. They’re good company even if they aren’t the greatest laundry helpers.
Last night I was taken ill quite suddenly and that was the reason I dropped a picture with no explanation. I didn’t really think much about it more than not wanting to miss a day but my Mother took me to task (in a genteel southern lady way that was very reminiscent of my Grannie Re) about not saying anything about the picture. So, for those of you keeping up at home yesterday’s photo was a Lego helicopter that my son Sam made. Oh, and MacGyver was flying it. That boy has quite the vivid imagination!
My image for this the seventh day of DPP is a quick shot I grabbed after Vesper services. The kids love blowing out the Advent candles almost as much as they enjoy rushing the communion table on Sundays after the service for any bread that is left over. We don’t have an official list of who gets to do it when but we do try to keep up with who has had a turn and who hasn’t. It gets easier each week with more candles being lit. Tonight my beloved had two of the cutest helpers, don’t you think?
The final day! This is the fifth year I have participated in the December Photo Project and the first time I haven’t missed a single day. Looking forward to continuing the trend next year.
The crinkle of paper
The squeals of delight
The laughter overflowing
The living room ~ what a sight!