Visions of Sugar Plums

Get Ready...
Get Set....
WAIT.........

GO!!!!!!!

3 months of rehearsals, 1 Tech Rehearsal, 1 Dress Rehearsal, 1 Bun & Make-up workshop, 2 visits to the dance store, 5 hours of make-up and hair doing (all in all) and 4 performances later.......Lizzy has been officially "bitten" by the performing arts bug! Her experience with the Nutcracker has topped her list of favorite things of 08'. She can't wait to do it next year.........I told her we'd have to think about it. Don't get me wrong, I loved spending time with her and being backstage witnessing the excitement of performing for a paying audience. It was however, a lot of time on her parents' part, at the busiest time of year. But, the show must go on right? Thank you to our dear family and close close friends for coming and watching Elizabeth. She loved it, and we so appreciated your support for our little Chinese Dragon- it won't soon be forgotten.

To Make Or Not To Make, That is The Question:

Every year since Elizabeth was born, we made our own Christmas Cards. They varied between style, size and expense but, I enjoyed dreaming them up each year. I valued their uniqueness and was excited to send them to our family and friends. During the long process of cutting, cropping and gluing, I would always vow to make them "simpler" next year. I do believe as I look over the 7 years worth of home-made cards, they did become more "paired down".

And now, my life is fuller. I am busier I think. Because of my kind Husband's gentle prods to simplify where we can, I am actually considering ordering cards!! AHHHHH!! What did I just say?? Costco Cards?? No way! It's just not me. Don't get me wrong, I don't think there is anything wrong with Costco cards (or any "photo card") for other people, just not our family.

I have given this a lot of thought. I see the benefit in ordering cards: easy, inexpensive, fast, practical. The negatives are: generic, having to worry about having the same card as your neighbor, impersonal. Do the benefits out way the negatives? Will I join myself with the masses in line at the Costco Photo Center? Will I swallow my pride and free my mind of undue stress? I guess you'll have to wait and find out when you receive our Christmas Card!

Making our Life Rosie!

Is it all in her name?

Is it not the name, but the lady she was named after?

Her nurturing spirit?

Her fun-loving personality-rarely a complaint?

O.K., how bout' the fact that she will eat ANYTHING?

Her sweet raspy voice?

Or her big blue eyes & chubby cheeks?

No, it has to be those blond curls!

Whatever the case maybe, ROSIE is a delight to both her Mother and anyone else that knows her. She casts her charm spell and suddenly I find myself willingly under her power.

Rosie celebrated her 4th birthday tonight with high holiday style. Friends and Family alike traveled long distances to create gingerbread houses and wish Rosie a Happy Happy Birthday.

As I read her well though-out cards and watched people greet her and want to spend time with her, the thought came over me once again: ROSIE IS SPECIAL, people gravitate to her. She has been blessed with a sweet nurturing spirit that naturally makes people love her and want to be near her.

"Rosie, you are such a sweet, curly haired Great Granddaughter, and we sure do love you very much" "Ba Ba" and Grandma Rosie

"You Make our lives "Rosie" and we are happy to have you as our Granddaughter". Grandma Sylvia

Well said, wise ones. Happy Birthday to my beloved Rosie. Now please stop growing, I can't bear the thought of not having you by my side, my little curly haired girl.

Goodbye, Farewell

Have you seen any of these socks? Whenever I do laundry, it always seems that I have the 'leftovers' at the bottom of the basket. Where are their mates? I thought I put pairs of socks in....but it seems they have 'split up' at some point during the washing/drying cycle. Well, today ends the misery of trying to reunite lost socks. There are a few random socks that I haven't seen for a long long while. I keep thinking they will turn up, but, they don't. So today, I say: Good-Bye, See-ya, Catch ya Never, Farewell, Happy Trails!! In to the garbage they go! Never to be worried about again. I feel liberated, I really do.