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I experienced the pure joy of sit and spin goodness tonight for the first time in about 20 years.  I lasted all of five rotations before I had to stop in fear of hurling all over Merritt.  I was trying to show her the ancient hand over hand technique that’s been passed down through the generations and allows you to achieve maximum speed.  She wasn’t interested.  Kids these days.

Tell me you don’t still love the sit and spin!!!  By the way her sit and spin plays music…when did they start playing music?   

So here you go!

David preached this weekend on the story of Martha and Mary and compared how they celebrated the coming of Jesus with how we celebrate it.  It was good stuff.  Here’s a little something I wrote to go along with the sermon.

‘Twas the night before the Christmas party, when all through the room
Everyone was working, I with my broom;
The decorations were all up, the twinkling lights;
The children had been warned and were avoiding all fights.
The evening ended and everyone went to bed,
I stayed up till 4 reviewing the meal in my head.
The next morning arrived and the cleaning resumed,
The guests were set to arrive exactly at noon.
Everything was going as planned; not even a hitch,
My sister showed up, but she didn’t give a rip!
I made the bread and I cooked the roast,
But just then I heard the sound that I feared most;
The doorbell rang, but it was only ten!
Didn’t matter; the guest of honor was there and his whole group of men.
I ran to the window and my fears were confirmed
Then my sister moseyed up and said “Is that guy’s hair permed?”
How could she be so calm at a time such as this?
Then she went out the door and greeted them all with a kiss.
I ran to the kitchen, there wasn’t a second to waste;
Would the pies get done and how would they taste?
Then I went to the door and while I greeted the guests,
I asked my sister to check the rolls, but she could’ve cared less.
The guest of honor was kind and introduced all the people,
I smiled and shook hands and tried to be gleeful.
There was Tommy and Timmy and Bobby and John,
Larry and Jack and Jimmy and Don.
They were all lovely men; each and every one,
But I had to get back to work and see that everything got done.
The guest of honor sat by the fire and everyone gathered ‘round,
My sister followed suit and plopped down on the ground.
And that’s where she stayed for the first…then second hour,
I hurried and rushed and grew increasingly sour.
Finally everyone got up and I saw my chance,
I approached the guest of honor and I presented my stance.
Surely you’ve noticed everything I’ve done,
While my sister just sits there and has all the fun.
She’s been sitting at your feet listening to you all day,
You have to make her help me, isn’t there something you can say?
He put his hand on my shoulder, looked at me and smiled,
Why are you so troubled and anxious my child?
There are many things to do, but your sister’s chosen what’s best,
Come and sit with her at my feet and enjoy your guests.
Maybe he was right; maybe I’d missed the real meaning.
Maybe it wasn’t about cooking, or baking or cleaning.
So I threw off my apron and laughed with delight,
I joined my sister on the floor and thought this…is a good night!

I hope everyone has a wonderful time celebrating the coming of our Savior!  What an unbelievable gift God has given us.

We call her Grandmerle…cause her name is Merle.  Don’t ask me who came up with that combo.  We had our Christmas party with my dad’s side of the family this past Sunday.  So we drove down to Fayetteville and picked up Grandmerle and headed over to my Aunt and Uncle’s house.  It was great fun as always.

I’m pretty sure that Grandmerle has had the same decorations in her house for about 40 years…and I love ‘em.  She lives in a different place now than she did when I was growing up, but to me these certain decorations are her home…no matter what house she has them in.  For instance…

I don’t remember these candles ever not being around.  I don’t know if you can tell from the picture, but they’re like green gel with specs of gold in them.  I used to think they were the coolest things in the world when I was little.  I had never seen see through wax before…it didn’t take much:)  Then there’s these…

Aren’t they precious:)  They’ve just always been there…and I’ve always loved them.

It’s funny the things that stand out to you over the years.   

5.  The Christmas Song-Chipmunk version

4.  Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree

3.  Blue Christmas-Porky Pig version

2.  12 Days of Christmas-Muppet version

1.  All I Want For Christmas Is You

What does it say about me that 3 of the 5 are sung by cartoon characters? Ok, your turn…what’s your fav?

Got another one:)  If you’re just joining us then you might not know that one of my favorite pastimes is getting crushes on boys that I have no contact with…it’s a good time for all:)

And this one’s just in time for Christmas…maybe he’ll buy me a partridge in a pear tree! 

And don’t even bother asking me who it is cause you know I aint tellin’!  I just like dangling it out there for everyone…since you all are sooo concerned about my love life…or lack thereof:) 

What can I say…I wanted a big glass of sweat tea and this was the biggest glass I could find.

And Tanner was not about to smile…I think mostly because we wanted her to…she’s as hard-headed as the rest of us.  Karson was a trooper, as always, and smiled for about 3 hours straight in hopes of a good pic:)

At the rents house before we left.

Tanner was a fan of the beard.

Look who else came along…Old Faithful!  I wasn’t kidding when I said I wore this shirt alot:)

presh!

chapter 5:)

All this talk of little debbies got me thinking about lunch when I was a kid.  Remember the tin lunch boxes with the one little clasp to hold everything in place?  Oh how quickly I learned the weakness of that clasp.  After watching my lunch fly across the hallway several times I realized that it required more than a little clasp to keep those jokers closed.  So I perfected what I like to call the "One Finger Death Grip".  It consisted of holding the lunch box handle in your hand while simultaneously using your index finger to keep it shut.  Yall know what I’m talking about right?  Those were the days….when all I had to worry about was keeping my lunch box closed:) 
I had this exact lunch box by the way…I loved me some Strawberry Shortcake!  What character did yall have on your lunch box? 

I have about 450 preggo friends right now…actually I have 5…but it feels like 450.  I love them and the precious lives that are growing in them…but if I hear one more craving I’m going to explode…literally.  See my preggo friends love to inform me of every craving that enters their preggo minds.  As a result I also start to crave those things.  Only problem is I’M NOT PREGGO!  And while they can afford to eat like that, I can’t.  Yesterday one of those friends decided to email me about how she was craving some little debbie cakes.  Which made me start craving a little debbie brownie.  We spent a good 4 emails talking about nothing but little debbies.  And at the end we concluded that there’s no way Debbie is as little as she claims to be. 

p.s. did you know that they don’t have little debbies everywhere?!  One summer when I went to California with a friend her family that lived out there ripped us a new one when we asked where the little debbies were in the grocery store.  They had no idea what we were talking about and thought that was the most ridiculous name they had ever heard of.  

They don’t know what they’re missing do they:)  

Did yall miss me?  I know yall didn’t know what to do with yourselves without my blog to guide you:)

I felt like doo all last week and it took every bit of energy I had just to sit up straight at my desk…so blogging feel by the wayside.  But I’m back in action! 

Let’s see….let’s see…what’s been going on…well there was Thanksgiving.  That was tons o’ family fun.  I think the highlight on the day was my mom announcing to everyone that I needed to hurry up and get some in-laws…thank you for that one, Mom. 

Then the rents help me put up my Christmas tree.  Mike was as handy as ever and got everything lookin’ real nice.

Last week I had a Christmas dinner with some great friends and all of our mom’s.  That’s always a good time. 

Then last night we had our Christmas party for our college small group.  I love those kids!

So yeah….the holiday season is in full swing!  And I’m back to my usual cheery self so the blog should be up and running again. 

Oh and I’m working on Lou…I know, I know…it’s taking forever.  I’m sorry.  

I already have a stuffed up nose every day of the year so when I get a cold I’m lucky I don’t suffocate to death.  Nose spray…hey at least it’s not crack.