As you may know, I lost my beloved Winston in mid-October and I continue to mourn him. I miss him beyond expectation and I still, at the very least, get a lump in my throat when I talk to him. More often than not, however, there are tears.
The other night I went out for Merry Christmas festivities with some girlfriends and had a little gift exchange. One gift bag had a big bottle of wine and a gorgeous pair of earrings. And a box. The box was light as air and when I opened it, it was full of tissue paper. When I put my hand in and felt the roundness of a ball, I knew exactly what it was. I said “Is this going to make me cry??”
Of course it made me cry. How amazingly thoughtful.
Late that night when I finally got home, I put the ornament on my tree. I made a special place for
it him – right in front where he belongs. Not much later I was on my couch watching an old SNL Christmas special, I heard a rustling under my tree – in and about the Christmas presents. I’m sure it was a bag of gifts shifting, but in my heart, I’m going to hang on to the belief that Winston is with me. In my heart and in spirit.
When my grandmother died of cancer, she had tons of quilting and sewing material leftover. My mom took it upon herself to use the remaining materials and make Christmas decorations for her siblings and the grandchildren. They mean the world to me, not only because they were my grandmother’s materials, but also because my mom made them out of love (and loss). And I display them with love every year.
Tell me a story about your favorite ornament and the sentiment (if any) behind it.
~Peace (on Earth)
Last night it snowed. And it snowed a lot. At least it snowed at Honey Boo Boo’s. It came down fast and heavy and covered the ground and the trees with a fierceness and a beauty that only December can bring.
And now it’s Sunday evening and it is raining – heavy and wet and mixed with ice. Rain that is coming down so fast and heavy with its own fierceness, I can hear it beating off the window. Weather that seemingly only Nova Scotia can bring.
And I’m pissed! I was all set to go to a community Christmas Tree lightening tonight with my BFF and her little one. My first tree lighting/community anything in a very long time. In fact, I was more than set. I was there. I parked just on the outskirts of town, all bundled up, and I walked to the centre where the “show” was supposed to happen. It had just started a bit of freezing rain when I left and I had my umbrella in hand, but I didn’t expect the down pour that’s happening outside right now. Let’s just say it’s a good thing I brought it.
Once Spanky and her mini-me and family arrived, we were told that the tree lighting happened a half hour before. Uh, what? It was supposed to happen at 6pm! But those mofos lit that damn tree up at 5:30. Grrr.
So, since it was raining, there was no point in standing around in the cold and damp, we said our goodbyes and I declined a drive back out of town to my car. I wanted the walk, regardless of the weather. And since I missed a tree lighting, I decides to take a picture of the decorated lawn trees I passed on my way in and out of town.
Ah well…It was a short 40 minute adventure that I rather enjoyed.
I’ve been very sad since my poor Winston died last month. I would never have expected that I would miss a cat so much…but whenever I think about him, I get a lump in my throat and tears in my eyes and almost always, the inevitable crying happens.
Then a week and a half ago, I smoked a deer with my car. Ugh!! My luck is sucktastic. Fortunately, I was able to brake a bit and just nailed him in the ass. But still….the thought of harming an animal – especially after losing my cat – is stressful and hard on the nerves…and heart. AND I’m out a car for a month. (The deer is fine, by the way. He was a big boy and kept on going.)
And last week we had a bunch of crap snow and ice storming here in Nova Scotia (schools were shut down for 3 days) and the roads were a mess so travel was limited.
Needless to say, with all that’s been going on, I’ve been feeling pretty blue.
So Saturday my best friend and I made a road trip into the City for all the Black Friday deals and Christmas shopping. We had a hoot of a time.
She is the girl that I laugh with most. We basically have our own language – some made up words, some singing, some animal sounds, and a whole lot of cursing.
And on top of spending the entire day with her outside of work (yep, we work together), I bought myself a new lipstick. A bright rosy color that is normally out of my pallet (and not for this time of year). Whowuddathunk that a lipstick could boost your mood? I mean, I always feel better with lipstick on anyway, but this pink is making me feel sassy and smiley!
The day in its entirety cheered me up.
Rainbow Johnson’s Rainbow Sweater
Do you watch Blackish? If not, you should. It’s a good show. It’s smart and funny and sometimes it showcases the best clothes (and sometimes the clothes are out there!).
Last year, Rainbow Johnson (Tracee Ellis Ross) wore the most gorgeous sweater. I felllll in love with it. I searched immediately online for it. It turns out, it’s a Marc Jacobs.
It is sold out at most stores but it is still available on therealreal.com for only $225!
But look how adorable it is.
And, while doing some Google research for this post, I found out that Taylor Swift wore the same sweater (while riding a cat unicorn, nonetheless) during a TV commercial. Apparently, my sweater is super popular.
But, since I don’t have Taylor Swift’s budget OR Tracee Ellis Ross’ budget, I have done some checking on Amazon and found some close calls.
Here’s the white one:
Which one do you like?
(Seriously, I love them both!)
It was an incredibly busy weekend for me and I felt like a complete busy body having not sat still for most of it – and consuming way more chocolate and coffee than I wanted or required. But I’m finally just sacked out on my couch getting some work done and thinking about Christmas. Yep. I’m already there.
I went out fairly early this morning in search of a birthday present and stores were already in full holiday mode with big crowds and long lines. Too much for me, I will admit, on a sunny November morning – the day just after Remembrance Day. But, here I am with another Christmas movie playing in the background while I’m working and whittling away.
I always have loved the hustle and bustle of Christmas and the holidays… I usually love the crowds and the displays and the noise (okay, maybe not so much the noise) and running into a dozen people you know.
And I’m there. For the most part anyway. But today is just too sunny for me (and maybe I’m just too tired from the hustle and bustle of the long weekend) to be venturing out to get some Christmas shopping done. I was in and out of stores like a flash today. I’ll have to save my energy for this coming weekend because I KNOW the hustle is coming up and fast.
It’s been a long day. It’s rainy and nippy and kind of depressing for a Saturday. Right now, it’s late in the afternoon; whatever sun may have been hiding the clouds has now set and the sky is a haunting shade of pinky gold and green. A color hard to explain. But suited for this day.
I know it is soon and tomorrow is Remembrance (or Veterans) Day, but I’m already in the mood for Christmas. I usually get excited for Christmas once Halloween has ended. This year I feel like I might need to occupy myself with Christmas even more now that I’ve lost Winston. If I busy myself with happiness, it will hopefully take away the ache from missing my boy. Aside from that, I feel like getting in the spirit of Christmas a little early will also minimize the amount of times I’m spooked at night (since seeing the new Halloween movie last week AND from reading all these Ruth Ware books, I have been sleeping with the light on…).
So here we are on a dreary Saturday in early November and although I’m getting ready for a party, I’m currently on my couch writing this as I watch a Christmas movie. Damn you Hallmark for your Countdown to Christmas and back-to-back Christmas movies starting on November 1st.
I started out very early this morning having peppermint mochas with a girlfriend. Peppermint Mochas. Is there anything that says getting ready for Christmas more than Peppermint Mochas?
I am eager for the hustle and bustle of the holidays. It excites me. It gives me a jolt of giggles and nostalgia and I look forward to it every year. I’m certainly not rushing the season. And I am completely respectful of tomorrow and our veterans and will partake in Remembrance Day. I still have my fall decorations up and will keep them displayed for a while before taking them down to replace them with mistletoe and Christmas trees.
But, I won’t lie either. In the meantime, I will be spending a little bit of quality time with Candace Cameron and the other Hallmark regulars when I can.
I was sick a lot when I was little. I was in and out of the hospital – usually with pneumonia – and I missed out on a lot of things.
I remember one year I was supposed to go outdoors ice skating with my Brownies group. But I was sick again and not able to go.
I am pretty sure I whined about that excursion quite a bit because one weekend, right around Christmas, my dad packed me up and took me to a pond (just off the highway connector) so that I could skate. It wasn’t as much fun as being with a bunch of my Brownie friends, and we weren’t out for long, but I remember it well. I slid and slided and skated over that ice like I was a ballerina – even in my snowsuit (Nova Scotia winters are cold y’all) – the shine from the sun my spotlight. And then it was time to go.
And every time I pass that pond, usually with ducks sitting in it or cows grazing around it, I think of my skating excursion.
Copper Roasting Pan
When I was shopping in the US last month, I spotted a gorgeous copper roasting pan (do I sound like Rachel talking about that gravy boat??). It caught my eye as I was exiting the store and I haven’t stopping thinking about it. I don’t have a clue why, but I really want that roasting pan. And, of course, I can’t find it.
There are tons of copper cookware out there – Copper Chef, Copper Cookware, Gotham Steel – but I haven’t found the roasting pan anywhere. I haven’t even come close.
Whyyyyy can’t I find the one I saw? The one I want? Grrr!
At this point, I think I’d be happy with whatever shape. I mean, I already have a roaster, but the copper one has been calling my name.