It’s been awhile since I’ve linked up with Katie for Marvelous in my Monday, but this past weekend was pretty darn marvelous, so I thought it was time!
The highlight: a visit to a local holiday-themed train show for kiddos.
Aka Photo Op Heaven.
And, possibly, a branch of the Willy Wonka Chocolate Factory?
Basically, it was a big room full of poinsettias and candy, with model trains circling around. Kids were Freaking. Out.
And parents were freaking out about all the pictures that needed to be taken. I literally couldn’t stop clicking.
And now we have to redo our Christmas cards. I mean, could this be any more festive?
Possibly my favorite picture from the whole event: Mason’s POWER yawn–ha!
"Let’s wrap this up, guys!"
(I could live without the skinny flying ponytail, though…try to ignore that and pretend you’re still in the dark about how little hair I actually have.)
Later that day, I made the biggest rookie mistake ever: going to the mall on the Saturday before Christmas. Holy road rage inducer. I just wanted TWO BOOKS from Barnes & Noble, ended up not finding them, and walked out empty-handed just to sit in traffic for HALF AN HOUR trying to get out of the mall parking lot. I’m not kidding. It was hellish. (Also, naturally, my gas tank was on negative-E and all I could do was stare at the gas station across the road for 30 long minutes.)
That night, despite my Christmas spirit being horribly compromised, I buckled down for the Gift Wrapping Extravaganza of 2013.
You should never wrap Christmas gifts without a holiday movie in the background, so I picked…Notting Hill? Weird choice, but it was listed as a "Holiday Classic" by our cable service and I realized I’d never actually seen it. (Is that bad? Are you horrified??)
The results of my hard labor (with a 10-lb. dumbbell photobomb):
(Yes, I keep my dumbbells under a small table in the living room–not always very well hidden. Class all the way!)
Yesterday, this happened:
They were predicting a massive, evil snowstorm all week, but it ended up being more of a gentle, Christmasy snowfall.
Not that gentle, Christmasy snowfall doesn’t add up–6 inches total, and my poor husband fought through every one of them with our finicky snowblower. Thanks, Brent!
Luckily for Mason, snowstorms = increased plow activity = great vehicle viewing.
Last night, I made these cake butter truffles for Christmas, just so I could remind myself how much of a non-baker I am. Painful, time-consuming…worth it.
That’s it for me!