meaningful christmas ideas

last year, completely by accident, Martin and I discovered something that we can do that makes the holidays brighter and more meaningful for us.

First you have to understand that we love to decorate.

and when I say that we love to decorate I’m actually understating the case. seriously. it is an addiction.

most of our family and friends think we should be in therapy specifically for our addiction to holdiay decor.  We do a different theme each year with our out-door lighting.  And we have a tree in every room of the house.  A lit and decorated tree.  No. I’m. NOT. Kidding.

When Martin and I got together one of the first things we discovered about each other was that we were going to need to devote our entire basement to the storage of holiday decorations.

  • Lights
  • cords
  • trees
  • garland
  • ornaments
  • grapevine reindeer

We have a tree in every room, a stable of 22 (and maybe more by now) lit deer, and all the trees are themed.

We have rules.

  • only buy decor during the post Christmas sales
  • No more e-bay for Martin. He is still searching for the ultimate grapevine buck.
  • We don’t ever do the main tree in a particular theme until after we have tried it out for a year or more on one of the mini trees

I’m starting to agree with my friends and family that we have a disaease.

However, we managed to find a way to use it for a positive purpose last year.

One Sunday our associate pastor mentioned in his message that his wife was bummed because they hadn’t had time to do a tree. He just mentioned it in passing. Well Martin and I put our heads together. We have all these trees (1 foot, 3 feet, 6 feet and 7.5 feet high) and we never use them all every year. Why don’t we decorate one and take it to Kelly?

So we did. She was so surprised and it meant so much to her.

Turned out to be a real bright spot in our Christmas season.

so what about you? what have you done, planned or un-planned, that blessed your heart at Christmas time?

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Deer in the headlights

Coming back from the once-every-two-years trip to Texas this November I finally got to see a real “deer the headlights”

My husband and I both love to drive at night, so we tend to plan these long trip (Our town to Dallas) so that most of the driving is at night. So there I am driving along at 3 a.m. singing to my favorite Michael W. Smith CD when all of a sudden this THING that is as big as the hood of my car (Ford Escape Hybrid) is taking up my entire lane.

and it’s just looking at me! I can’t change lanes to the right, cause there is someone there, so I slow waaay down and the silly thing continues to stare down my car (like it thinks it’s going to win this bizzare game of chicken. I’m becoming more and more aware of just how big this thing is. It’s turned broadside to me and it is honestly taking up the entire lane.

Eventually it shakes itself and ambles off into the dark. and let me tell you I’ve never been so careful a driver as I was for the next 100 miles or so. You may say I was just shaken and nervous. I will deny it. I was merely being careful. The headlights on bright are a precaution that everyone should use. And my constant scanning of the bushes on each side watching for whatever the next thing is thats going to leap into my path is NOT a twitch or a tick. It is a perfectly reasonable caution.

So now that I know what a deer in the headlights really looks like, I can honestly say that that was how I felt last night when I got the news that the head coach of my hometown professional football team has quit. I’m stunned. I can’t seem to move off the subject. I even brought it up in the middle of a completely unrelated conversation at work this morning. *sigh*

the thing I can’t understand about it is that we only have three games left. Couldn’t he have hung around for three more games? maybe even used the secret knowledge that he was leaving to go ahead and be the bad guy and fire some of the trouble makers and low performers on the team?

oh well. now we have to start over….again.

maybe I’d better get off the road, before a car comes along and smacks me.