I love Christmas. Always have, always will. When I was a child one of my favorite
things to do was to get up early on Christmas morning and sneak downstairs
so that I could light the tree and just sit and look at it. I wouldn't shake presents or even
pick them up or look at the tags. I just loved looking at the tree all by myself.
So here are our little trees that we put out now-gone are the huge trees of my childhood
and my children's childhoods. But the magic is still there for me.
My sweet dear husband does not have the happy memories of Christmas like I do.
My sweet dear husband does not have the happy memories of Christmas like I do.However, after many years of Christmases with me, he does enjoy all the trimmings that I
scatter around the house. Such as this Santa Shrine next to "his" chair!!! Ho, ho, ho.
Christmas wouldn't be Christmas without a kitty curled up somewhere.
Nor would it be Christmas without our wonderful neighbors Tom and Steve.This was taken at Portland Wine Merchant's Friday wine tasting last week.
Great place to taste wine on 35th and SE Hawthorne.
Besides loving Christmas, I love to feed people. Probably because I love to cook?There just isn't anything better than the fellowship of sharing a meal with
good friends and family.
Here's a shot of Russell humoring me as I take yet another photo of him.
Two of my many dear in-laws Rick and Debbie also humoring me and my camera.
Our dear friends Sandy and Arnie.Miracle friends that survived a horrific accident two years ago.
Here's my eldest son, Phillip, home for the holidays after not being here for two years.He's holding our littlest nephew, Jonathan.
Merry Christmas everyone and Happy New Year!!!!
