{the reindeer}

have landed.

the elves have retired.

and, santa has left the building.

2011 complete. 

now, to enjoy my family &

celebrate our Savior! 

{dear nikon}

it seems that i do not work for food

but,

for your upgrades. 

although i am VERY excited,

it is also a painful experience.

just sayin'.

{hear that??}

the angels are SINGING!!

all major deadlines met.

tomorrow will be wrap up day.

I SEE THE LIGHT!

O' happy, happy day!

I'm actually giddy.

{and sick,...but, giddy!}

{24 more}

well, 48 would be a more accurate description.

{hours}

i think i can.  i think i can.

and, then,

i'm going to christmas party like

there's no tomorrow with my

boys come thursday.

and, wow, i may even have wednesday

to get ready for thursday.

i am beyond ready.

christmas music, coffee for pleasure  not for survival,

my quiet time during a quiet time all wrapped up in

blankets,  wrapping with no huge cloud hovering,

staying up late with the boys watching every Christmas movie

we can find, yummy treats and precious time with family

and friends.  yep.  i'm  ready.

now, back to the 24-48 hour stretch. ;)

{forwarding address}

i'm moving to the beach.

well, at least in my dreams.

nothing is hectic at the beach.

well, until you see a shark like we did that time.

  for the most part anyway. 

BUT, a girl can dream!  

{the giver or the gifts?}

hmmm....a very pertinent article.

{click and read below}

Where Will You Be on Christmas Morning?

The author had a few points I wouldn't have

likely thought of or mentioned - particularly about other faiths.

But, it is true, this issue was raised in my heart several

weeks ago as I felt I needed to "prepare" the boys.  I must say,

their responses shocked me.  But, made my heart smile

all the while.   When I explained that Christmas fell on

a Sunday and that we would be disrupting our normal tradition

of staying in our pj's all day, eating yummy things from the oven

all morning, playing with our new toys uninterrupted I truly

expected whining at the very least.  

They looked at me like I was stupid.

Of course they would be in church on Jesus' birthday.

Where else would we be?  

Noah even asked if he could wear a tie.

{they are getting it much more than I give them credit} 

{update, operation: date night}

check.

it's pretty much wrapped up. 

i am so lacking in the gift department for the boys??!

i'm a tad stressed there.

but, as it was stated in bible study just last week {how soon

i forget}...is it really about the number of present they have?

really.

okay, breathing again.