I recently learned which XM stations were playing holiday music. Being a lover of everything Christmas, I turned to one particular station and found myself quickly singing along to
Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow. As I belted out the tunes in what was definitely a voice that did not resemble anything remotely close to lovely, I glanced at the outside temperature on my car. 80 degrees! The first week of December, Christmas music on the radio, and it was a beautiful 80 degrees! I threw my cares out the window, opened the sunroof and continued to sing along to every Christmas song, it was a beautiful day, not even my awful singing voice could ruin.
I know Christmas Eve and Christmas morning will come, and I will wish, just like every year as a child for a white Christmas. But then December 26th will roll around and I will no longer want snow, but rather bright, sunny, warm days. Thank you Louisiana. I will not hold the lack of Christmas snow against you, but rather appreciate the beautiful weather, and compensate with a bit of artificial snow.
Our house is ready for Christmas. I had a lot of fun (I think Ryan even enjoyed) putting the tree and outside lights up. This is our first Christmas, in our first house!
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Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree... Pre-lit trees truly are the best thing, even better than sliced bread. |
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Don't ask how I got the star on the top of a 9 foot tree. I chose to put that up when Ryan was away on a business trip. And no, I did not use a ladder. Ladders are so awkward to carry, I didn't want to risk hitting a wall. |
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A snowy foyer. Never was a huge fan of building my own snowman. This works much better for me. Some pretty wooden snowflakes, and snowmen. |
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Ryan's words, "Get the camera, take a picture of me way up here hanging these lights." Thanks, Love! They look great! Macy was the supervisor. |
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It will not snow in 80 degree weather, but we have icicles and snowflakes hanging from our house. |
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Only house in the neighborhood with lights hanging from the roofline. We quickly learned why, not everyone is going to climb on a 22 foot ladder to hang lights. You never realize how tall something is, until you stand on a 9 foot ladder and realize you are nowhere near the height you need to be at. |
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We conquered suburbia life, homeownership, Christmas spirit. Call it what you want, fellow neighbors, the Lang family is ready for Christmas. |