Nativity 2017

When I was a child, I used to spend hours playing with the nativity set my mom had. I’d rearrange the characters and tell myself their story.  Baby Jesus had to go in the back of the stable so he could stay warm. The three wise men had to be arranged just so, so that their faces looked at Jesus. The sheep had to look natural (you know it when you see it).

When I became an adult, I wanted a nativity scene just like the one with which I had grown up. I found plenty of beautiful porcelain figures, crystal sets and even nativities done as s’mores. Just not what I was envisioning.

Until one day in a Christian bookstore, I found the nativity that filled my heart with joy. Real looking characters, just like my mom’s. I could imagine my children and grandchildren rearranging them all Christmas season. The only problem was they were expensive. VERY expensive.  My sweet husband gifted me the holy family that year and thus began my collection. Continue reading

Drop Zone

I am a rule follower. Ever since I was a child I was the one who got in line when the teacher said to and I was the child who was annoyed at the children who were still running around. I have always been the old soul rule follower.

So I feel a little angst when I don’t do what’s expected. As I’ve grown older, I’ve realized that sometimes breaking a rule is the better decision when it’s what is right for you. Calm down, I’m not talking about being selfishly immoral. Seriously, I still like healthy boundaries.

I’m talking about using the space in my home the way that works for my family even if it wasn’t intended to be that way. Our small-ish house doesn’t have a dedicated room for dining, but this problem was balanced by an eat-in kitchen.

Except we never eat in the kitchen. We had a table, but it was primarily a dumping ground for anything we brought in the house. Then add to that the fact that we had no mud room and our coats/shoes/computer bags joined the mess on the table. Continue reading

Changes

They say change is inevitable. Things are either advancing or retreating, improving or deteriorating, Over this past summer it was sometimes hard to tell the difference. When last you saw my home the kitchen cabinets were half painted, the base boards were removed to replace the flooring.  You can see some of the disaster zone here.

Fortunately, we’ve been making some progress. Continue reading