10 years ago...

On January 19th, 1996, I met the most wonderful man, and tried to blow him off. I'm truly thankful that he didn't get it, and kept talking to me anyway! He turned out to be pretty amazing and I can't imagine my life without him. Yes, this is sappy; no, I don't care. Tomorrow we'll be back to our regularly scheduled programming.

Here's to another 10 years with the love of my life, the man of my dreams.

Christmas Decorations Coming Down

You ever have one of those waking dreams? The kind where something happens in your dream that causes you to become half awake and incorporate your surroundings into your dream. It's not lucid dreaming, since you have no control until you have fully awaken. I have been known to ask my husband utterly bizarre questions in this state. Often getting a bit indignant when he doesn't answer me or seem to know what on earth I'm talking about; that is until I'm fully awake. I had one of those last night. In a half-awake state I asked him several times how we were going to get out. Well in the dream I had somehow become trapped in a room, and of course in reaching in front of me to escape in my dream I encountered the headboard of my bed. Confused and perhaps a bit scared I did what any reasonable person would do, I turned to my darling (who wasn't in my dream and magically appeared) how we were going to get out. Eventually during our conversation which probably lasted about a minute, I woke up enough to realize that my surroundings were my bedroom and I was in fact not trapped. I stated as much and he promptly went back to sleep. Realistically, these are probably usually nightmares, because it always seems that something scares me or startles me into becoming half-awake. However, I can distinctly think of one where I woke up asking my hubby where we were going to keep the deer, and I can't for the life of me imagine that being a nightmare.

Oh well, since I'm fairly awake and it's the weekend after Epiphany, I figured I should go ahead and get out of bed and start gathering the Christmas decor from around the house so I can pack it away. Epiphany is the day that the Wise Men came and marks the end of Christmas in our household. Growing up the decorations went up on Christmas Eve and came down on January 6th, for my hubby they went up the weekend after Thanksgiving and came down the day after Christmas (or thereabouts). So, we melded the two a bit and put them up the weekend after Thanksgiving, but don't take them down until the weekend after Epiphany. It makes for a long Christmas season, good thing it's my favorite time of year! January 5th was Twelfth Night, perhaps when I have children I'll think of something special to mark the occasion. Right now, it simply marks the day that the Christmas decor comes down for me traditionally and the magic of winter and Christmas turns into the long wait for Spring.

So, I'm starting my morning with Peppermint Coffee and Alison Krauss and feeling very serene and excited at the same time.


When do you put your decorations up? When do you take them down? Have you ever had a "waking dream" or am I crazy? Well, maybe you shouldn't answer that last one.