we're lit.....

this is one of my dad and rye's FAVORITE jobs of the season. OR NOT! thankfully, this year it wasn't raining. bit butt cold, yes. as you can see, many hands make the job more fun. even our cat, joe felt like she needed to get in on the festivities. (check her out up on the ladder,supervising). thanks dad and lik...the lights look awesome!!

helpers????

the time for decorating has begun. this year, my little elves were eli, zach and my baby jack. oh, bless these little ones.
"can we help??"
"sure, just make sure that there are no red ones next to any other red ones. NO circles next to any other circles. please, mix the sizes and shapes! NO stars next to other stars. snowflakes must be strategic placed by size. we CANNOT have any like words together. and please, PLEASE DO NOT clump the silver ones together. we must have unity PEOPLE! this tree is NOT for children, it is for mothers to enjoy! THOU SHALT NOT CLUMP!! LET'S SAY IT TOGETHER. LET US NOT BUNCH THE ORNAMENTS!! DO WE ALL UNDERSTAND ENGLISH?? if you can abide by MY rules, yes, YES, i would LOVE for you to help me decorate the tree!" (smile traci, SMILE!)

you should have seen them scatter in all directions. like mice with a cat looking to eat them for dinner!!! "RUN...let's get out while we can!!! PLEASE don't MAKE us 'help'!!!"
ok, seriously, in my mind, that whole conversation took place. in reality, it did not. (well, kind of). it took every ounce of my being to let them just hang. i have to say, they took my 'coaxing' very well. however, it didn't take them long before the box of extra decorations became much more entertaining than this silly old tree.
thankfully for me, they really didn't seem to mind much that i reorganized 'their work' as quickly as they could turn their backs. like i said, God bless them. sweet little things. :)
"hey, look guys, papa and daddy (uncle lik) are hanging the outside lights!! i KNOW they would L-O-V-E for you to come HELP them!!"......

here she goes....

alright, i've put it off long enough. it's a quiet friday morning. my new Chris Tomlin christmas Cd is playing softly in the background. heat is on to 74 degrees. lights are sparkling on my tree. i'm anxiously awaiting the snow flurries i've heard rumors about. yup, this is my kind of day. it's all good until i turn around and see the dishes in the sink, the laundry waiting (after 3 days) to be put into it's proper home and of course, that dreaded floor that is BEGGING to be mopped. ah well, it will have to wait. there's blogging to be done. first things first.

ok, what's been going on here over the past few weeks? well then, let me pull up the calendar and recent photos and i'll tell ya......

crying over a TREE??????????

ok, i sat down here to do a blogging marathon but i've completely lost my train of thought. i'm sitting here, watching the 11:00 news and here's the gist of the story i just witnessed. somewhere in seattle, is a 'special' tree park. in the night, someone, OBVIOUSLY didn't know that it was a rare, really OLD (1991!!!)unique tree and they CHOPPED IT DOWN. GASP. they must've thought it would look great covered in pretty lights in the middle of their living room.(i bet it did!) anywho....'this dude', the one who planted the very distinguish twig wept when he realized that someone had done such a "cruel" thing. yup, HE WEPT. a grown man, old enough to know better.i didn't think i was insensitive to things like this but now that i'm writing that i realize that i just might be.
it's a tree.
it has no feelings,
it has no soul. cut down another twig, stick it in a bucket and watch it spread it's wings!rye and i sat here and looked at each other,'is he ToTally being serious,????. sorry to say, he was! but CrYING dude?? seriously, pull it together!
all this crazy has pushed me over. i'm going to bed.
pictures posted tomorrow. (NOT OF THE PERSECUTED TREE!)