You may have heard me whine and complain about my camera before. Yeah, I whined and complained. So I finally ordered myself a new one. It's my Christmas present to me. I've been playing around with it and trying to figure it out. Here's some shots I've taken:
Trying to get all creative with the tree in our backyard
Isn't it gorgeous?
My cute little man, Zero
close ups of flowers!! close up!
Yes, that's a hummingbird. I'm thrilled I could even get this!
Welcome to our home at Christmas time. Come on in!
Since we were without a tree this year, after getting rid of our difficult to put together tree after Christmas last year, we decided to get a real tree. There's nothing in the world like the smell of a fresh Christmas tree!
Silver and Gold just like the snowman sings on Rudolph.
Here's my Santa shelves. I haven't added to the collection for a couple of years now, better do that!
Love this trio of Santas!
Some glittery stars and candles and wire trees sit on top of the newly painted armoire.
The fireplace gets all decked out with a feather wreath and gold glittered reindeer, berry trees and fruit garland. Love it!
It's fun to look at
And of course the reason for the season. The Nativity.
Oh Christmas lights, how I love you.
But secretly I really hate you.
You're so pretty and sparkly.
But you ruin my life!
You make everything twinkly and merry.
But you waste hours and hours of my time untangling you, stringing you on the house, replacing fuses, wracking my brain figuring out how to plug all of you in!!
You shine in the night like the star of Bethlehem.
But you taunt me with your sections of unlit lights and even after I buy new strands to replace you, you laugh as the new strand does the same thing!!!
You represent the Christmas Season.
But you're hoping maybe this time I'll finally fall off the ladder.
It's ok, I forgive you.
My house is lovely.
I love you Christmas lights.
I'm at it again. Just can't leave well enough alone. This time the fireplace was my victim. If my house were not swimming in oak and the fireplace were the only piece of oak in the house, I would have left it. It was pretty enough. But it got lost in all the oakness. It was crying for help. It just wanted to be noticed, to stand out. I hope I made it happy.
I used a miter box and a caulking gun for the first time. I primed and painted and nailed and glued. AND I did it without any help from the husband. Power to the Girl!
In case you don't know Isabelle very well, let me tell you, she's a crack up! The moment she saw this costume online she knew this is what she wanted to be for Halloween. We had our Trunk or Treat last night. It was so funny to watch people look at her and then look at her again and then bust out laughing.
She had alot of fun and was very original that's for sure! It's a good thing babies heads aren't really that big! Funny, funny girl.
Since moving to this house we have noticed a large group of birds around our neighborhood. They always fly in circling circles. Sometimes very high in the air, and sometimes quite low. It's always neat to see them flying around.
Isabelle and I have taken to watching them in the late afternoon and early evening as they fly around and settle into the neighbor's tree for the night.
We got the binoculars out one day to get a closer look. (camera doesn't show close up image)
She has been marking one day off at a time on her calendar for over a year. Listening to the soundracks of the rides for months. Waiting with much anticipation for this day, when her Grandma takes her to Disneyland for her 10th birthday. She is the last grandchild to participate in this awesome tradition. She was only days old when Grandma took Amanda, the first grandchild to start the whole Disneyland 10th birthday trip. And I think she is the most excited! Her first plane trip also. Big Big Day for Isabelle!
See how the tip of the bone is sitting on top of the other bone? Yeah, it's not supposed to be like that. Emily broke her finger while playing kickball in weight training. She jammed it while catching the ball. It's totally fractured from the bone under it.
Luckily, there's no need for surgery. As long as she wears her splint religiously for 4-6 weeks, the bones should grow back together. This is the second finger she's broken in her young life. The first was while giving Logan Indian Torture while trying to get him off of her or something stupid like that.
She has realllllly long fingers, so I'm sure it won't be the last broken finger we'll see on this girl.