A White Christmas

I've always wanted a white Christmas.  I've lived in central Texas most of my life, but for a couple years I lived out west where they get snow. I always went home for the holidays. After I married Devil he took me to Missouri to visit my brother and his family, over Christmas. Would you believe that it was the first and only year that they didn't have a white Christmas? Even my brother, as much as he hates the snow, was hoping to wake up to a blanket of white but it turned out to be too cold for it to snow. I was so disappointed! Anyway, last year Devil woke me up so excited because it was snowing outside, in central Texas! I'm crawling out of bed, trying to not yell at him for waking me up, and he's pulling the blinds up to show me that it was snowing. I couldn't believe it and for about 30 seconds I thought it was actually snowing. Here's how he gave me a white Christmas: He took a picture of the window and using Photoshop he was able to put snow into the picture. Once he had that finished he took it to a print lab and had them make a poster that was the size of our window. On Christmas eve he went out into the 30 degree night to tape the poster to the window. He gave me my white Christmas. 

I have to say, I'm married to a very thoughtful man who, for whatever reason, loves me enough to take the time to do something so silly, just to make me happy. I bet I told at least 10 people about my white Christmas before the day was out. 

Anyway, that's my White Christmas story.

Here's wishing you all a very happy holiday season and I do hope that you're spending it with those whom you cherish and love.

XOXO,

Angel

Christmas Lights

When I was a kid my dad would drive us to the next town over for their annual light show and each year the town would have more involvement from the residents. It's been 18 years since I've seen their light show and we're going to drive out there this weekend. We have family and friends arriving at our house Saturday afternoon and we'll eat and then load up into our SUV and head out. It look as though I'll be the designated driver for 9 people and it's going to be an amusing evening, to say the very least. I think this will become a tradition for us and what a good tradition it will be. 


Do you have family traditions and what are they?

The Holiday's

The Holiday's used to be my least favorite time of year. Well, after Thanksgiving, that is. I've always loved that day. The Holiday's, as in all of December. It wasn't always a happy time, when I was growing up. Not to say, I had a bad childhood, because I don't think that I did. It's just that the holiday's always brought back the sadness of those we lost, years before we should have. It wasn't, however, meant to be sad. Or at least that's what I have always tried to convince myself of. The tree never went up until about a week or a few days before Christmas. Until then, everyone was fine. But, mom, being a mom, wanted to put it up for the kids. So, since I was the only daughter that became my project too. Unfortunately. Before long I was doing it all on my own. To get to the point, Dad hated Christmas time. HATED IT! Until I was in High School I just ignored it. By the time I graduated, I hated Christmas just as much as he did, if not more. The last year that the tree went up I announced that this would be the last year, at it was. When I moved out I took my hatred for the holiday's with me. When I married I continued the tradition of hating Christmas. The problem was, Devil always loved getting into the spirit of things. He'd go out of his way to make me like it, just as much, but I was determined to hate it enough for both of us. About six years ago I remember coming home from work to find lights lit up all over the yard and Devil standing with a big grin. I walked up and immediately his smile was gone. You would think it would hit me, but truthfully it didn't until about two years ago. I woke up one day with only a few days to go until Christmas and told him we should decorate and really go all out. Well, to my chagrin, he had started hating the holiday's a few years ago and I never even realized it. What an asshole, I am. January of 2009 I made my first list of resolutions and the only thing on that list was TO GIVE DEVIL HIS CHRISTMAS BACK. That's just what I did, too. Last year we went out and bought a tree and went to the storage locker and loaded up about 45 plastic crates that came from his mom's house. We were so excited that we put the tree up as soon as we returned home from our annual Thanksgiving trip. It was awesome! I have never known Christmas as a fun time, until I took it away from Devil. But, I've given it back and we're both enjoying it. I've just finished decorating today and our house looks very festive and happy. That's what the holiday's are about. 


Here's wishing you and your's a very happy holiday season.


XOXO,
Angel