Monday, December 5, 2016

Christmas Front Yard

Since my post last night was so glum, I thought I would quickly add some Christmas cheer to my blog.

Hubby worked this weekend on the outdoor lights. He loves to decorate the yard and loves even more going to see the Christmas lights in town. It is a pretty big deal in our neck of the woods.

I am in no way a photographer, so these are iPhone pics and not the best.

Welcome to the our circle.

Entering the circle on the right is our side yard.




Then the front yard.


The saga of prelit continued with my big wreathes. They finally died. I tried to make them look good and even spent all Saturday morning trying to figure out which light bulb was out.

Gave up and Hubby just put a spot light on them. 

I must say the wreaths and the garland at the top of the windows is daytime decoration. They look great in the day time.


The swans hold poinsettias and the geraniums are still in bloom so I have plenty of red going on for now.


Lucy kept watch as he decorated. Lemony was not interested in any of the lights and stayed inside mostly.

I will be back with some indoor pictures this week.

Sandy





Sunday, December 4, 2016

Pity Parties and Attitude Adjustments

I was absent this week. Let's just say it was busy, but I threw myself a pity party in there too.
Feel better after my party though.

We can probably sum it up with OVERBOOKED. Coming off the week of Thanksgiving and Jeff being home, and he doesn't even know the meaning of slow down when he is off from work, I was a bit tired.

Then the calendar this week was pretty full with an eye appointment, working at church, a kidney ultrasound, and two different days that Lindsay needed me to go out to her house for workers. Poor child has been without a washing machine for two weeks and then the gas fireplace doesn't work. They have a warranty for this year, so if it is going to tear up, I guess it needs to do so now. I was keeping her and Tyler from having to take off work.

That left very little time to do chores, wash clothes, cook, you know the regular stuff...but, the KICKER was Mama decided that this was the week she needed a haircut and a pedicure. When she calls for them, she expects me to schedule them and preferably for the next day. How can they possibly be to busy to take her immediately?!

Well, let's just say that was the final straw. She proceeded to let me know she would go on her own. That turned out just like I thought. She calls in a bit of panicked voice saying...I am lost. 😝😝😝😝

I managed to get her there, and there is a ton more...like her telling me she is going to go back and try again, because she is going to learn how to get around. Then my sister-in-law telling me she saw her out at TJMaxx by herself on the same afternoon as she was crying with me.

Oh, and she broke a piece off her sewing machine, and I had to take that to Niceville to be repaired and then picked up. 2 trips to Niceville and 2 trips to Destin in one week.

Yep, you see why y'all didn't hear from me last week?

Anyway, she is not feeling well tonight, and I am bit worried about her. She has some kidney stones and she was feeling the same way as me a couple of weeks ago. Nauseous and hurting in the back.

Hoping she rests well tonight.

I do love that very hyperactive and strong-willed woman. When she does really get older in mind, I am in for trouble.😩

She did get her tree up and a wreath hung this weekend.

I will be back this week when I catch my breath.

I finished a book and have sort of finished my Christmas decorating. I just need to clean my house and catch up on laundry

Not sure that is going to happen though as I have 3 Christmas parties to attend this week. The following week it seems as if things will slow down a bit.

Mom moved here a year ago this month. It has been a tough adjustment for her, but I don't think she is sorry she moved here. The big older house and being by herself had done her in. It has been a huge adjustment for BOTH of us.

I am very grateful she is here and that I am not driving to Brewton each week, even though nothing about this post sounded like I was grateful.

Life must go on,
Sandy