Sunday, December 30, 2018

some assembly required...

And we continue to unpack boxes. Search for things we just know are here—somewhere. Encourage each other to be patient with this process!

My Sweet Hubby (aka MSH) wants so very much to get in his truck in our garage. Even if we got rid of everything that’s still in there, I don’t see it happening. The first time we have the threat of hail? Or it actually hails? Well, I can’t let my mind go there. Not yet. MSH will need lots of wine. 

Then there’s Buddy Boo Bear. He’s still trying to figure out what the heck has happened to his previous life/schedule. God love and bless his precious canine heart. 

So some WONDERFUL things that have happened to us because of this HUGE transition?

        1.      Being so close to TLC, Her Hubby, Little Leighton and Baby Elle. It is FANTASTIC.
        2.      Being so close to grocery stores! Target. Walmart. Cafes/restaurants. Chick-fil-A! 
        3.      Having a home we love that is much easier to care for! 

Here are a few more pictures from Our New Journey:


MSH has put together 3 barstools, two small stools and a cute little end table. He’s requested no more furniture that has to be assembled. 


One of the MOST AWESOME things about being 15 minutes from TLC and Her Gang? When they get out early in the evening on Christmas Eve Eve, they can drop some homemade and iced (by Little Leighton and Baby Elle) gingerbread cookies on your front porch! Then text and tell us we have a surprise at the door! They. Were. DELICIOUS.



Little Leighton (getting excited about New Year’s Eve and Day) and Baby Elle can come spend a few hours with us while their Mom goes grocery etc. shopping! Lunch. Legos. Laughter!


Then there’s Buddy Bear’s new place to nap. Our master closet. We’ve decided to simply take deep breaths as we step over—and around—him. Sigh. 

2019—here we come! 

Big Hugs on this chilly but lovely Sunday!

ELC

Sunday, December 23, 2018

where's the garage?

Clearly this month has been a challenge. We actually moved to our new home on Saturday, December 8th. It was a very cold (for Texas) and rainy day. We had 3 very cute and sweet fellas moving us. Two trucks. It was one of the longest—and physically hardest—days of our lives. 

The good thing? We had no time to cry. About leaving our beautiful country casa and place. 

Once we got to our new home—utter chaos ensued. Naturally. That was two weeks ago yesterday. (We still are searching for IMPORTANT things we need. Sigh.)

As our Mover Guys were about to leave, we all started smelling gas. 

By the way: My Sweet Hubby (aka MSH) and I haven’t had gas in a home since we lived with our parents. Long, LONG AGO. 

The Head Mover Fella (who is also a fireman) thought we should ask the Fire Department to come check us out. Before we went to bed that night. (It was 7:00 pm—and dark—at this point.) I drove to the station. 2 minutes away. I rang their doorbell and waited for 3 firemen to answer. Then I explained:

We’ve just moved to our neighborhood. Today. We have a gas smell in our home. We’d love it if you didn’t come with your sirens on. Because...well, we’re new to the neighborhood. 

They came. (Only with their truck lights on. No sirens.) They checked. We were good. 

The next day—Sunday—my sister met me at our country casa. She got all of our clothes. I worked on what was still left in our master bedroom and bathroom. We got back to our new house around 2:30 pm. This is what MSH said at least 50 times in 5 hours:

Where’s the garage?

Y’all, I’d understand if we’d moved into a large castle. Or even a mini-mansion. This new-to-us home is 2500 square feet. (I think he knows where all 9 rooms and the garage are now. I think.)

Our last and final day at our country casa was on Thursday, Dec. 13th. MSH and I went together in his truck with vacuums and cleaning supplies. We took Buddy Bear...as he’s been quite stressed out by our move and we’d be gone at least 6 hours. I took these two pictures as we were about to walk out our back door for the last time and head down our “ex” hill. (We cried all the way down. It’s so hard for me to see MSH cry. In fact, I can’t stand it. It makes me cry even more...)



Here is something I NEVER WANT TO SEE OR USE AGAIN:


The most annoying thing of all? When you set this sucker down near any kind of plastic. It comes alive and reaches out to said plastic. Attaching itself and making the person using the tape dispenser utterly and beyond cRaZy. 

We moved alot of things here—PAID to have them brought to this new-to-us casa that we cannot keep. No room. (No children or grandchildren want 98% of these things.) We now have a SECOND storage unit. Three minutes from our new casa. Here is what we took to that unit last Wednesday:


85% of this? It will eventually be donated to The Salvation Army. 

(More SIGHS...)

The Moving Saga Continues...stay tuned...

On behalf of TLC, Little Leighton, Baby Elle, myself and MSH, we want to wish Y’all a...

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Be good...Santa’s watching and he’s almost here...WOW...

Thursday, December 13, 2018

O, Christmas Tree!

On December 1st, we set off to find our family's first REAL Christmas tree! (Our artificial tree bit the dust last year. It seemed like as good a time as any!) We headed to a tree lot fairly close to our home. It took about 20 minutes, but we (And by "we," you know I really mean "me." If Mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy. Amiright?) found the perfect one. Not too tall. Not too fluffy. Just right. We did have to break it to the girls we could not get one with "snow" on it. (Those dang flocked trees are twice the price, y'all. For FAKE snow. What gives?) They settled for each getting to take a picture in front of THEIR favorite trees. God bless them.



The nice couple running the lot was from Michigan. They were excited to escape the bitter cold up north and come down to Texas. The woman gave each of the girls their own "personal" tree. It was so sweet. They were thrilled.

As soon as we were home, we got to work decorating! We had fun.


Do you see the bird at the tippy-top of the tree? In front of the star? That is my most treasured ornament. My Great-Grandmother (ELC's "Nana") made that. It's exquisite.

I will admit, I was apprehensive about the upkeep of a "real" tree, but I have enjoyed every second of it. Truly! I hope we make this a yearly tradition. (Maybe we'll even swing for the fake snow one year, too.)

Happy Friday Eve!

Saturday, December 8, 2018

Christmas-ing

I had planned to share pics about our first "real" Christmas tree we picked out and decorated last weekend, but, instead, I watched Elf with Little Leighton and Baby Elle this afternoon. Y'all. I just love that movie. We ate popcorn and had hot cocoa. It's been quite cold and drizzly here. It was the perfect movie day. My Hubby was downstairs making a yummy vegetarian chili for dinner (lest you think my children are adventurous eaters: they had quesadillas warmed up in the microwave). It was a good afternoon.

I promise to come back soon with several pictures of our Christmas-ing lately! Sweet ELC is in the trenches of moving, so y'all are stuck with me!

I'll leave you with one of my favourite quotes from Elf:

The best way to spread Christmas cheer is singing loud for all to hear!

May you all be singing extra loud this weekend!

Stay cozy, Friends.

Tuesday, December 4, 2018

December


Image via Pinterest

May your December be filled with magic, hope and anticipation.

(Meanwhile, ELC's is currently filled with bubblewrap, boxes and packing tape. Mine is filled with sleepless days and nights, compliments of Baby Elle and the permanent removal of her pacifier. Jesus, take the wheel.)