Day 1: Your Favorite Christmas Tradition


Linking up for Blogmas 2014…25 Days of Christmas…because I LOVE Christmastime…now if it would only snow!! 🙂


I feel that traditions, whether large or small, are very important.  Because when things don’t seem right with the world, or you’re experiencing changes or hardships in your own little world, you can always count on the comfort of home and family with your holiday traditions.

My favorite tradition has to be decorating!!  When I was growing up, my mom loved to decorate.  She accumulated so much stuff over the years that every Christmas we literally had to take down our everyday nick-knacks and replace them with a Christmas one.  One year, she received a Nativity, and from then on, she collected Nativities.  At last count she had 120.  Growing up there was another tradition that my dad started and as we got older, we also joined in.  My mom had a Mr. and Mrs. Santa Claus kissing salt and pepper shaker set in the kitchen on a shelf.  Since my dad was always the first one up, he started this tradition by moving them around.  Once my mom woke up and was making her breakfast, sometimes she would just start laughing because you never knew where Mr. and Mrs. Santa Claus would end up…one kissing the toaster, one kissing another Christmas statue, like Rudolph or an elf.  So then it became a thing to see who could move them first and find the funniest spot. Even when the original set broke, my dad replaced it with another one, and the tradition moved from one house to the next.  That tradition is a bittersweet memory for us now, it’s been two years since my dad has passed away.  But each year our smiles are brighter as we reminisce and share our memories of him.

My daughter has definitely inherited the decorating gene, and has a good eye for it…very HGTV.  My youngest son is just excited that it is almost Christmas, but had fun decorating as well.  Since we now live with my mom, they had a blast decorating the house.  She doesn’t have as much stuff as she used to, and she no longer pulls out all the nativities, but it is very festive, and every room has something “Christmasy” in it.  My daughter is already planning on having a Christmas get together with her friends, where she will serve her homemade hot chocolate.  One tradition that has been somewhat passed down, is the collecting of Christmas items, I have my own collection of snowmen.  I love snow, so it was only fitting to have a snowman collection.  It is so much fun each year to pull out the decorations, because you sometimes forget from year to year what you actually have.  My mom usually adds to my collection, one year she gave me the cutest snowman, that is now my favorite, probably because it also holds one of my favorite candies…Snow Caps!!

The other tradition is a Christmas village.  I always allow the kids to put up the village, usually with my daughter supervising.  With 3 boys, I usually find Clone Troopers traipsing through the village from time to time, I guess keeping it safe.  The year President Obama was elected, my oldest son received a President Obama ornament, he ended up in the village as well, I guess conducting a town hall meeting.

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I usually like to decorate the first week of December so I can enjoy it all month long, it’s a lot of work, and I really don’t like to think about taking it all down after the holidays.  But it’s worth it to me, it adds such ambiance to the house, and keeps us in the holiday spirit.

Five Minute Friday: Still

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TODAY’S PROMPT: STILL

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I have always been fascinated by abandoned buildings.  That’s why I love coming across these photographers now on the Internet, that capture the mystery of these forgotten dwellings.  My favorite photographer is Andre Govia.  I like to look at these photos and see the different objects that still remain; especially pianos.  My first thought is, who leaves a piano behind?  I know they aren’t easy to move, but still…it’s a piano!!  There are so many more questions that go through my head as I study the details of these photos and admire the beautiful architecture.  I look past the sadness of what now is, and try to find the beauty in what once was.

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I wonder what types of events took place in this room, how many different people actually passed through this room over the years?  Was it used for parties and family gatherings, or was it only occupied by one person as they honed their skills?

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How many times was this piano forced to play “Copacabana”, “Fur Elise” or simply “Happy Birthday?”  Was it always alone or did it get the chance to enjoy the company of other instruments?  Were there only classically trained musicians who sat down at the keys, or did small sticky fingers bang enthusiastically on them out of curiosity?  Or, was there someone that found solace alone in this room as they poured their heart out through their fingers dancing across the ivory?  Why is it still here?

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Most people probably look at these photos and only see the deterioration of a forgotten place and the destruction of neglect.  But those of us who can look past all that, will see the beauty of all the possible memories that are preserved within those four walls and still remain.

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Five Minute Friday: Care

It’s Friday again!!  Linking up with Kate Motaung for Five Minute Friday.  If you would like to join in or learn more about it, click on the icon to the left.  Write for 5 minutes, here we go.

    TODAY’S PROMPT: CARE

 

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The other day, my daughter and I went to the store so she could buy her friend a birthday gift.  But the first thing she had to show me were these super soft comfy blankets.   She’s like, “Mom!! feel how soft these are…I have to get one!!”  I had to admit, these are the softest blankets I have ever felt.  She goes on to say, “Now that it’s getting colder, just think about wrapping up in one of these…as you sit in your chair…drinking coffee and reading a book, it would be so warm and comfy.”  Yep, she got me.  It was then that she declared, “we’re both getting one…pick which one you want.” At that point, I started frantically searching for the care instruction label.  As she is getting lost in the silky softness trying to decide if one pattern is softer than another, my mind is filled with images of disappointment in my daughter’s eyes, as this once soft blanket returns from its first trip from the laundry as a melted, matted mess.

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I always look for the care instruction labels on anything that I buy, because I have learned to try to stay away from certain fabrics like wool, or polyester.  No such luck here…100% polyester…ugh, of course it is!!  But the care instructions say to wash in cold, and tumble dry low, easy enough.  As my daughter continues to caress her new blanket like a beloved pet, and helps me pick out mine, I clutch mine to my chest and silently vow to take extra special care of these blankets and will not allow them anywhere near the dryer!!

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Five Minute Friday: Ready

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TODAY’S PROMPT: READY

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“Is everyone ready?  It’s time to go.”  This is a very optimistic inquiry for a family of six.  Yet that is what I remember my dad saying so often when we were getting ready to go anywhere.  He was always the first one ready, waiting for everyone to pile in the car.  Yes…I did say car, and being the youngest, I always ended up squished in, in the most uncomfortable spot.  As it usually went,  it was the four of us kids and my dad waiting for my mom to get in the car.  The standing joke was that she was cleaning the house, so in case it got broken into, the thief wouldn’t be distracted by clutter.

It wasn’t until I was a mom of 4 kids myself that I understood that last minute clean up ritual; who wants to come home to a messy house? Yes, my mom was ready to go, but she was also getting ready for when we returned home.  Just like her I find myself picking up things, taking something out of the freezer to cook when we return, or turning lights on if we are going to be away well into the evening.  I guess I sometimes miss the whole “living in the moment” thing, but I found as a mom…we always have to be ready.

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