1-800-DianeGo… my sister-in-law, affectionately called our Christmas crazy of the family. This is her favorite time of year and it shows. Big time.
I took this photo as we both, fools that we are, were outside after going to the grocery for the last of what was needed to cook the feast for tomorrow.
Looks like the good Lord took over decorating the outside of the house, though. So we’ll look at some of the outside with the snow before we go inside.
The tree is set up in the front foyer. Because of the high ceilings, the Christmas tree doesn’t look huge, but the sucker is 10 feet tall and Diane and whomever helps her to decorate have to use a ladder to get the up high stuff and to put the star on top. I didn’t help this year with the decorations but I have been a helper in past years.
This tree is a new addition this year. It is set up in the dining room and is a real tree. Ben decided he wanted a real tree for the wonderful memories the smell of the pine trees bring back from our childhood. Diane would never turn down another tree to decorate.
This tree is in the hallway as I come out of the bedroom to head into the family room.
This tree is in the family room with all the family members stockings hung by the chimney with care with hopes that Saint Nicholas soon will be there… There are stockings for Ben and Diane, Walter and me, Diane’s three children with their spouses name on the same stocking, Ben’s four children with the three married kids and their spouse’s names on a stocking together and one for his son that is not yet married. There are fourteen stockings for their grandchildren and we just found out that there will have to be at least one more stocking added for next Christmas. There are also stockings for their four cats. They are family members, too, you know.
Diane’s mom and dad. I love that she honors them and shares Christmas with the ones that brought them into the world and eventually helped to combine two families into one. A train is under the tree because we all love them and Diane’s late daddy Burt worked for years for the railroad.
The train wreath next to the mirror over the sink…
And an angel by the light switches to make you smile whether you are coming or ‘going’.
The preceding post truly is not a paid advertisement. I just wanted you all to share my Christmas with me and to know why, besides the fact that I love my siblings, I love all of the ‘eye candy’ that I so enjoy looking at when I come to Ft. Worth for Christmas.
From my heart to all of you out there in the blogsphere…
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU and as Tiny Tim said, “God bless us every one.”