What gives you the warm and fuzzies?
My new nail polish is from the OPI Muppets line and called Warm and Fozzie (as in everyone's favorite joke telling bear). Every time I glimpse my sparkling ten little finger nails, I get the warm and fuzzies. My nails feel like such a statement in these gray days.
This is what they speak to me:
Christmas
That I am worth the fifteen minutes of quiet time it takes to paint them
And they remind me of my mother (who LOVES having painted nails)
I was surprised at how much putting a little paint on my nails would make me smile. I often need little reminders like this to see that the world is shiny and bright.
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Christmas has arrived
My heart beats wildly when spring bulbs begin to emerge. My mouth waters in anticipation when the first fruits of our garden are ready to harvest. Fall leaves are the perfect back drop to cooling days. But there is something so magical and wonderful about Christmas, nothing compares.
When I was a little girl, most Christmases were spent with my mother, who made each day count. Our birthdays, which are dangerously close to the big day, we're set apart and we were treated like the miracles we were.
I was worried that as I got older, the magic would fade. I've heard so many adults only speak of Christmas as hurdle they dread each year. To-do lists, shopping, and travel complicate their already busy lives. So I made a promise to myself, that I would fight to keep my Christmas joy alive. So far it is working.
Everyone has important holiday traditions, so we honor only the ones dearest to our hearts.
We decorate the house before most people do (a few key pieces went up before Thanksgiving this year). We love that the living spaces glow while we rest at night.
For the first time in my entire life, I am living in a house with lights outside. I grew up in base housing and apartments, so putting up outside lights weren't really a viable option. Thanks to solar panel lights, we have a modest strand on both the upstairs and downstairs porches. Our neighbors are already enjoying them. Apartment living at it's best!
I am a list maker and goal setter. I have been since I was a little girl. But Christmas is the one time of year that I let it all go. We send out a small handful of Christmas cards (last year we sent seven), cookies only get made if we have time (last year they were squirrels, brontosauruses, and stars), and our gift giving is VERY limited. This leaves plenty of time to watch my favorite TV Christmas movies, still go to the gym, and avoid holiday crowds.
Of course there are things I just don't get to -
The newsletter I've been meaning to write for six years.
Handmade bird ornaments for the tree that I started three years ago.
Homemade cookies for everyone that we love.
But these things aren't more important than the feeling of Christmas. Instead of focusing on the things I didn't complete, I try to spend quality time with loved ones and those who need my time. That is what Christmas means to me. Gifts of love, time, and self. After all, that is exactly what Jesus did.
What do you need to take off of your Christmas to-do list in order to find joy?
We wish everyone peace and joy this Christmas.
When I was a little girl, most Christmases were spent with my mother, who made each day count. Our birthdays, which are dangerously close to the big day, we're set apart and we were treated like the miracles we were.
I was worried that as I got older, the magic would fade. I've heard so many adults only speak of Christmas as hurdle they dread each year. To-do lists, shopping, and travel complicate their already busy lives. So I made a promise to myself, that I would fight to keep my Christmas joy alive. So far it is working.
Everyone has important holiday traditions, so we honor only the ones dearest to our hearts.
We decorate the house before most people do (a few key pieces went up before Thanksgiving this year). We love that the living spaces glow while we rest at night.
For the first time in my entire life, I am living in a house with lights outside. I grew up in base housing and apartments, so putting up outside lights weren't really a viable option. Thanks to solar panel lights, we have a modest strand on both the upstairs and downstairs porches. Our neighbors are already enjoying them. Apartment living at it's best!
I am a list maker and goal setter. I have been since I was a little girl. But Christmas is the one time of year that I let it all go. We send out a small handful of Christmas cards (last year we sent seven), cookies only get made if we have time (last year they were squirrels, brontosauruses, and stars), and our gift giving is VERY limited. This leaves plenty of time to watch my favorite TV Christmas movies, still go to the gym, and avoid holiday crowds.
Of course there are things I just don't get to -
The newsletter I've been meaning to write for six years.
Handmade bird ornaments for the tree that I started three years ago.
Homemade cookies for everyone that we love.
But these things aren't more important than the feeling of Christmas. Instead of focusing on the things I didn't complete, I try to spend quality time with loved ones and those who need my time. That is what Christmas means to me. Gifts of love, time, and self. After all, that is exactly what Jesus did.
What do you need to take off of your Christmas to-do list in order to find joy?
We wish everyone peace and joy this Christmas.
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