Who knew? If I didn’t have insomnia and could actually sleep during the night, I’d wake up early enough to see the way the morning sun illuminates Tim’s painting.
The Christmas tree by day. I’ll put up a night shot when it’s finished and there are gifts beneath it.
It was mostly decorated by Rhonda, Lindsey, and Tom.
Because what two nice Jewish girls who can make the Lindsey face don’t decorate Christmas trees?
Tom wondering how I manage to find so many ornaments to put on such a small tree.
Actually, I’ve put a few dozen more ornaments on since the night of the official tree decorating. When I was a kid, I thought the tree just magically appeared, all decorated. But when I was in high school and college, it was a tradition that friends (and boyfriends) would come to my parents’ house and help us decorate. And by us, I mean my mother and me. My father always hid out in some room with a television, and only after everything was done could he be enticed out to hang a single icicle on the tree. Since this moment was usually captured in photos, he could always say, “See? I helped.”
To some degree, Tim carried on that tradition by arriving in time to hang Lisa’s 2007 ornament:
Tim actually has a tradition of his own, but it’s still twenty-two days until Christmas (twenty two? ohshitIhavesomuchtodo) so I can’t give you everything at once.
My own tradition is to unpack and put up the workshop, using the Mr. and Mrs. Santa Claus that Lynne’s sister Liz made for me when I was twenty-two.
And now I’ve started something new by taking a sock shot for ‘Nathan:
since Lynne usually gives me holiday socks every year
(a not-so-subtle effort to keep me from stealing her socks).
That’s a little of The Compound Christmas so far. Meanwhile, an elf seems to have snuck in to take your happiness order. Please comment with a page number between 1 and 611, and another number between 1 and 25, and he’ll find something in this book for you.
Good cheer!
Hey, can I have page 25, item # 3, please? : )
Am I really first in here? There’s an echo…. I guess I’ll see once I hit post comment.
Yes, you could have shouted, “First!”
From the book:
“countrified furniture”
Better luck next time, Waffle Seeker.
Thanks, Becky. This really is beginning to feel like Christmas; I got something I need to return to the store. : )
Yes, get the cash! That stuff isn’t cheap.
I know that I’ll be going down to the wire getting my christmas stuff done.
But meanwhile, how about page 25, number 4, since you’re already there for MarkG?
“home: a quiet and personal space”
Do you know how bitter he’d be if you got the waffles on that page?
I’d have been ragin’! haha
I now have a new goal in life. 😀
“New?”
Hey, your Thanksgiving entry, and now this “down to the wire” reference. What gives? You busier than usual or something?
Lisa… are you moonlighting in a slinky red dress as a lounge singer?
are you moonlighting in a slinky red dress as a lounge singer?
Haha! Now isn’t that a visual to treasure?!
I, mister, am a Very Busy Person. I’m working so I can buy you a plate of waffles when we’re in Vegas. 😉
You are a total giver.
You’re insomnia must be cathing…and I have to be in at8. UGH!! I oculd use a lil happy this week, though, for sure. Page 17, number 5, please.
“sun-touched shoulders”
I hope you’re not too sleepy all day Wednesday.
I could use some sun on my shoulders. The wind is terribly biting today.
And I forgot to say, love the tree. I’ve always wanted a skinny tree, but in all my collection I have yet to get one.
I’m fascinated by the books in the white cabinets. If you had nothing better to do one day I would love close ups. 🙂 Such a pretty room too.
Could I please have 602 no 10?
Some of them are shown in this post. There are a ton of children’s books and books on religion. I’ll shoot them for you some day.
And for you:
“baking your own pound cake”
I love children’s books. I’d say at least half of my books are children’s from all over the last century.
Thanks for pointing me towards your earlier post. I was sorry to hear about your books being eaten by bugs. A good many of mine were burnt in a fire a few years ago, but thankfully a lot of my earlier ones and those belonging to my parents when they were little were in another room and were spared. And with the help of the internet and insurance I was able to replace almost everything.
I loved Laura Ingalls Wilder from an early age too. I still remember how excited I was at 8 yrs of age when the librarian sent someone to tell me the book I’d reserved (Little House in the Big Woods) was waiting for me in the school library.
Another very big favourite I started reading at 8 was What Katy Did. I was the only child at the wake of my grandfather, way out in Broken Hill, but luckily mum had all her old books there still. The first one I picked up was WKD. Little Women wasn’t far off, Anne of Green Gables too, and a lot of Enid Blyton, just to name a few. 🙂
Beautiful tree!
and I’d like page 300, #13 please.
Thanks!
From the book:
“quintessential New England villages”
yay -the tree is up and so pretty!!
i love your lamp too!
pg 9, #1, please?
Thank you!
From the book:
“cooks’ gardens”
Is that a built-in bookcase? I love it. So homey.
Page 161, # 3 please.
Thank you, yes. There are built-ins on both sides of the fireplace.
From the book:
“cargo pockets”
Dash would love 421 #11
and I would like 124 #11
give us some waffles Becks!
For Dash:
“stopwatches”
For you:
“discovering that there is no real difference in the various cycles of your washing machine”
Actually Dash would like a stopwatch to prove his speed, and I would like a washing machine!
You’ve got a great house.
Page 513,#1.
Rick, OH
Thanks! From the book:
“the sweet sound of an old violin”