Peace on Earth. That’s my Christmas wish. And peace in our lives and those of our loved ones. A girl can hope… 🙂
Julie and I headed downtown for the Junior League of Austin’s “A Christmas Affair.“ Lots of gifts on display. It was held at the Palmer Event Center. The view of the Austin skyline from there was lovely. My how this town has changed in 25 years.
The season is upon us. Time to get in the spirit!
One creature stirring.
Halls decked. One creature stirring; not a mouse.
I joined some friends yesterday at Ann’s house for nibblies and libations. Then we all walked down to Mozart’s on Lake Austin to watch their Christmas light display. It was a beautiful night, with a clear sky and a nearly full moon. You should check it out, too!
A lifetime of Christmases.
My Mom gifted each of her kids a Christmas ornament every year. Many of the ones from the 60’s and 70’s were lovingly handmade. Each was carefully labeled with our name and year, using some NASA-calibre tape that has held on all these years. I pulled them out this year and reminisced on the story they tell.
My first one, top-left, was an angel head (angels were a recurring theme), handmade by Mom, who was living in a trailer in a god-forsaken frozen tundra during a blizzard with four kids under the age of 5 1/2, one a newborn.
Another notable one was a handmade dove of peace, made the Christmas after she buried her second child. I think the bird must have had special meaning for her.
A styrofoam-topped ice cream cone, with hand-stitched felt, was our ornament the Christmas of the year Colleen was born. Followed by a mischievous elf on a bell for Francine’s first Christmas (appropriate, in hindsight).
A golden satin angel with a foil halo, also handmade, bears a label written in my little-kid cursive handwriting. I must have been “helping” her that year.
I did the honors the year that I took shop, making festive wooden shapes for me and my siblings using a bandsaw and a drill press. Apparently, sanding was not covered in shop that year.
Noreen got in on the fun the year she was an exchange student, bringing home colorful ball ornaments from Japan.
The year we moved overseas, we spent Christmas in a barren apartment with loaner furniture from the airbase, as all our earthly possessions were being shipped over on a (very) slow boat from the States. In years since, Mom always remarked that she felt bad about Christmas that year for us. I expect it was hardest for her. But, nevertheless, she gave us each a Hummel ball ornament that year – she loved Hummels.
A wooden toy horse was the ornament the year Brian left for college, spending that in the USA with Noreen.
The next few ornaments were from Christmases when I was away at college, the first one of which Colleen and Fran were still living overseas with Mom and Dad. It must have been weird for them to be the only ones home for Christmas that year, before moving back to the States.
A few years later, I was the one that moved away, across the country, for what turned out to be forever. Mom still gave me an ornament when I came home from wherever I lived each Christmas. She kept a handwritten list up to date, and stored them for me in a box until I took them with me one year – I can’t remember which one. Then I became the caretaker of the ornaments and the list. I don’t hang many of these up, because they are so old, but each one is very special to me.
Thank you, Mom. ❤
Undecking the halls.
One last photo of the Christmas tree before I take down all the lights and decorations. Oh, have I mentioned that I love tulips?
My sister, Fran, sent this Christmas ornament. I love it!
An open letter to Google.
Who’s with me?!?! 🙂
Christmas at Donn’s.
We joined friends tonight to listen to music at Donn’s Depot downtown. Chris Gage is a favorite of mine, and he played Christmas songs and welcomed other musicians to join him. It was a fun night!
Chris Gage and Jimmie Dale Gilmore playing If You Were a Bluebird:
I attended Laura’s recital yesterday afternoon. She plays piano beautifully. There were a dozen or so other people playing a piece each; on either piano or violin. It was a nice way to spend a rainy Saturday afternoon.
We are ready!
My sister and brother-in-law are visiting. This morning the guys are out in the shop making sawdust. The gals are in the kitchen listening to Christmas music making good things. 🙂
I’ve cooked a lot of cranberry sauce from the whole berries, but I have never seen a slice of cranberry before.
It’s a thing!
We watched the Seahawks game at a bar downtown today. Our Hawks won! On the way home we stopped in at Mozart’s coffee house to check out their Christmas light display. I’ve never been. But it definitely is a thing to see this holiday season. 🙂