Sunday night

From Geninne's Blog

o hilarious - who needs to grow one?  Icelandic cap: Cup of Jo

For all those new drivers out there (or if you're having one of those days) from Kate Spade /Cup of Jo

Sandra Juto takes the most awesome pictures of 'love cuppas'

Hi.  It is Sunday night.  It is close to 9pm.  I have nary a joosy book to read: must remedy that for the Holidays.  To bury my 'snoz' in a book is a divine pleasure.  I'm catching up on reading the weekend paper.  The Christmas tree is up.  I will post a picture - much better than describing it.  It is magic and twinkling and I love all the crazy-ass ornaments that go on every year.  Forget about the 'theme' trees: bring on the yearly crazy-ass ornaments.  This year I added the 'good luck pickle' - a German tradition of yore (apparently).  You hide it on the tree and the first to spot it xmas morning gets to open the first gift.  It is a glass ornament and I have tucked it ever-so-sneakily on the tree - I'll get the Huzz to search for it Christmas morning - but don't let him know okay?  shhhh.  Ha.  Another ornament I have that cracks me up is the red glass Lobster I picked up in May of 2008 on our Honeymoon on the East Coast (picked it up in a Drugstore in Halifax).  My nephew Max was given a stuffed Lobster as a present when his folks returned from the East Coast.  He called his Lobster 'Jackie'.  So 'Jackie' this Lobster is for me as well.  Too funny. 

The Huzz and I were discussing Christmas the other day at dinner: all the expectations and the flurry of everything, especially consumerism, that goes on around this time of year.  How people go so in debt to have this 'smash it out of the ballpark' Christmas.  And then January comes around and bills start rolling in.  Is it worth it?   

Home for the Holidays, the movie, sort of sums up Christmas for me.  Mix that movie in with some Sound of Music, Elf, A Wonderful Life and ongoing Christmas songs (especially the oldie versions)...o yes, and Baby Jesus/the Christmas Story read by my Pops over the years on Christmas Eve......Eggnog, cookies, Stewbogganing.....red string hung from fireplaces or stove vents (remains of Santa...), the NIght Before Christmas, Pigs at Christmas....traditions old and new.....Christmas is a flurry; of emotions and expectations.  Does getting older change that for you in any way? 

Goodnite.  Be a little naughty.  But mostly nice.