Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Christmas 2012

My kids made a gingerbread house.

My daughter ate the gingerbread tree already.  She said it was delicious.  It looks delicious, doesn't it?  (Good thing I got a picture first.)

We also decorated our tree.  And put the train around the base.  And bought presents and wrapped them and put them under the tree....

And I put a couple of decorations out front, to cheer up our house for the neighbors...

Check out the refurbished newspaper vending machine that my husband converted to use as our mailbox.  The plastic light-up snowman is a nice touch, don't you think?

I sent Christmas cards to a few folks.

I decorated the mantel and our green m&m...

I was hoping that if I gave her my duster, she'd use it.  (So far, not working...)

We've been to a holiday party or two.  And had lots of fun, too, actually.

But something is missing this year.  Our pal Sparky.

This is a photo of him from last winter, when we visited the snow.  He was notoriously hard to photograph -- as soon as he saw the camera, he'd come toward you trying to sniff and lick the camera.  But here he is in all his fluffy glory.

He always loved the snow.  And damp grass in the springtime.  And the mountains.  Life just isn't the same without him.

But life does go on, and it's Christmas, and I love it as always.  The decorations, the baking, the once-a-year Christmas music, the lights, the gifts, the festive atmosphere, the celebrations with friends and family, the love in the air ... I look forward to it every year, no matter what.

Merry Christmas, everyone.


Scope said...

Merry Christmas to you, too!

Janie Junebug said...

I'm sorry you have to go on without Sparky.


SkylersDad said...

Merry Christmas to you too, and I hope that 2013 if a wonderful year for you. Complete with a new fur baby to carry on Sparky's place in your heart.

Green said...

There's a hotel in SF that does a HUGE Christmas display in their lobby, complete with a train around the base just like yours. Merry Christmas. I am sorry all our dogs can't just live forever with us, perpetually middle-aged.

Robert Morschel said...

Merry Christmas to you too. A wonderful gingerbread house!