We don't get to see much snow any more in middle Tennessee, so what little we did get Saturday night and Sunday morning was welcome--the kind that coats the wind shield of the car, but not the roads. Puts me in a holiday mood.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
Day Three Hundred Fifty Two
Let's Get Random
Where's the rest of this deer? I think he must have joined the Syrian army--with bells on.
Clown face in a box. Has to be a refuge from a Stephen King novel. The flea market is never boring.
Vintage Chanel No. 5. No telling how old this Eau de Cologne is. No price tag on it, but I'm sure it's a bargain.
Experimenting with f-stop settings on my new camera. As you can see, I have no idea what I'm doing. Pretty cool all the same. Either that, or the tree is on fire.
Our two cats were cooped up inside the house while we were gone. I'm sure Buddy snoozed upstairs all day. Eddie, on the other hand, amused himself with knocking Christmas ornaments off the tree and playing with this Santa hat. He's been all over this thing, pouncing on it and dragging it around the room. Crazy kitty.
Saw these cool vintage boots while browsing at the Nashville Flea Market today. I'd love to have them, but they were too narrow for my big feet. Maybe they were Cinderella's boots.
Where's the rest of this deer? I think he must have joined the Syrian army--with bells on.
Clown face in a box. Has to be a refuge from a Stephen King novel. The flea market is never boring.
Vintage Chanel No. 5. No telling how old this Eau de Cologne is. No price tag on it, but I'm sure it's a bargain.
Experimenting with f-stop settings on my new camera. As you can see, I have no idea what I'm doing. Pretty cool all the same. Either that, or the tree is on fire.
Our two cats were cooped up inside the house while we were gone. I'm sure Buddy snoozed upstairs all day. Eddie, on the other hand, amused himself with knocking Christmas ornaments off the tree and playing with this Santa hat. He's been all over this thing, pouncing on it and dragging it around the room. Crazy kitty.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Day Three Hundred Fifty One
Christmas Party At Morningside
Shelby, Santa, and Elijah share some smiles and candy canes.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Day Three Hundred Fifty
Happy 31st Birthday, Holly!
Here she is today on her 31st birthday. I've always thought of her as our Christmas baby, so through the years, she usually ends up with red and green on her birthday cake. And she can always count on a Christmas tree shining in the background of her birthday pictures. Happy birthday, dear daughter. We love you very much. You are a blessing to us and to everyone who knows you. Wishing you all the best of everything today and always.
Our daughter, Holly Elizabeth Ranft (Myers), was born December 16, 1978, a mild and rainy Saturday night around 10:00 P.M. She was two weeks early, which was okay with me. Here she is being held by her dad during that four day hospital stay. (Unheard of these days.) Born just nine days before Christmas, the nurses sent her home tucked inside a bright red Christmas stocking.
Here she is today on her 31st birthday. I've always thought of her as our Christmas baby, so through the years, she usually ends up with red and green on her birthday cake. And she can always count on a Christmas tree shining in the background of her birthday pictures. Happy birthday, dear daughter. We love you very much. You are a blessing to us and to everyone who knows you. Wishing you all the best of everything today and always.
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