Saturday, December 1, 2007
They have this lovely tree sitting out right in front of the entrance to the Riverwalk Mall.
And this is a view taken from one of the walkways spanning the water. Beautiful, isn't it? I want to go back with Randey. Sitting with Randey, sipping a latte while looking over the Riverwalk, sometime before all the hustle and bustle of the day begins, sounds like paradise to me. Anybody else know of any wonderfully peaceful and beautiful places to spend a few days with your dearly beloved? I think it's high time that Randey and I had a getaway all to ourselves with nothing better to do than relax. We've been saying that for years but haven't done anything about making it happen. Now's the time, though! Any recommendations?
Edited to Add: Please do not recommend anything that requires FLYING! I can't do it. I just can't. I hyperventilate at the thought. I did fly to Pensacola when Conner was born, but that was an emergency and I had to get to Nick (and Jodie, of course!) as soon as possible. Flying for pleasure is just not an option for me. I used to love flying. Until I became a mother and realized that mortality is an actuality. (You know how crazy you can get when you first become a mom...things you never paid attention to before become glaringly obvious for some reason!). Anyway, maybe when Kaleb and Jacob are completely grown and out of the house and no longer dependant upon us for their entire way of life, I'll fly somewhere with Randey (not only am I afraid of flying, I'm also convinced that if Randey and I flew together now, our 2 youngest children would be orphans because the plane would crash. Yes. I know I'm mental. Knowing it doesn't help change it, however). So let's stick with locations easily accessible by ROAD, please. lol
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
This next bit can't compare to the beauty of our baby Kara, but I want to share it with you anyway. As I mentioned a couple of posts ago, Randey got tickets for us to attend the Home for the Holidays show at the Ft. Worth Symphony Sunday evening. I can't even begin to tell you how wonderful it was. They performed some of my all time favorites, like Carol of the Bells, White Christmas, Ave Maria, O Holy Night and Sleigh Ride. There was even a perfectly charming duet of Baby, It's Cold Outside sung by the Conductor (Ron Spigelman) and the Soprano (Julie McCoy). I simply don't know when I've had a better auditory treat (excluding all my children's band recitals, of course. Those were a joy and a pleasure to attend all their own and nothing but nothing can compare to them!). When Ms. McCoy sang Ave Maria, I was transfixed by the sheer clarity of her voice. Each individual note seemed to stir my senses in a way that actually surprised me. And when the orchestra played White Christmas, I simply shut my eyes and was magically transported to a place of pure beauty and bliss. I've wanted to do that for so long....sit in a concert hall and shut my eyes while the music swells all around me. The experience Sunday night was everything I'd ever hoped it would be. Pure magic. Ahhhhhhh............ The only thing that could have made it any better would have been if my boys had been there. All three of them love music (in all forms) and I think they would have felt this musical event just as I did, with their eyes, their ears, their hearts and their minds. (And no, I'm not forgetting that I have a daughter. I'm just pretty sure she wouldn't have loved it. To Des, if it isn't country, it's not worth listening to. Sometimes that kid just baffles me.) We're going to look into taking Kaleb and Jacob to a performance soon. As for me, I could go every week and never grow tired of listening. Magic, I tell 'ya. Pure magic.
I was reflecting this morning on all the many wonderful things that have occurred in my life lately. I'm happy to say I suffer from an embarrassment of blessings! My boys and my husband, who showed me that Christmas means more to them than just the presents. My beautiful baby granddaughter, who is healthy and happily growing in her mommy's belly. A chance to hear a real, live symphony. Life doesn't always feel this great. My cousin's unexpected passing was a big blow to so many of us. The anniversary of my grandson's birth and passing always brings a feeling of bittersweet longing. But these sad and terrible events do help me to appreciate the blessings all that much more. And for that, I am thankful.
|Your Christmas is Most Like: National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation|
Christmas is a big, boisterous event at your place.
And no matter what, something hilarious usually happens.
Monday, November 26, 2007
Now this last picture is probably one of my favorites. Look in that right hand window. Little Sydney the Wonder Dog was staring out at us as we were clicking the pictures. Gosh, I love that little guy. Me. A Chihuahua lover. I bet no one who knows me ever saw that coming. Tune in tomorrow. I plan on introducing you to a very special person in our lives. Just you wait and see who it is! And I also hope to get a few minutes to tell you about the symphony. It was magnificent. I almost cried, it was so beautiful. Yes....I'll have to go into more detail tomorrow because that was a night worth remembering. Until then...
Sunday, November 25, 2007
And here's Jake with his Attack of the Christmas Squirrel t-shirt from Christmas Vacation. Remember when Margo, the neighbor, knocked on the Griswald's front door and the squirrel jumped out at her? Love, love, love that movie. In fact, I'd watch it right now, but I can't. I've got to go get ready for our trip to the Ft. Worth Symphony this evening. That's right! Randey got us tickets to the "Home for the Holidays" concert tonight. I'm so very excited. I hope to tell you all about it tomorrow. For now, I'll leave you with these:
|You Are a Bright Christmas Tree|
For you, the holidays are all about fun and seasonal favorites.
You are into all things Christmas, even if they're a little tacky.
I love that last line "you are into all things Christmas, even if they're a little tacky". Well, DUH!
|You Are a Christmas Sweater!|
Over the top, colorful, and totally flashy.
You're not afraid to be a little tacky.
And again, I'm tacky. Who knew? lol,lol,lol,lol,lol,lol,lol