White Christmas

There is something about a flocked Christmas tree that I just love. I remember when I was around 8 years old, mom and dad decided to "splurge" and go for the flocked tree from our nearest over-priced nursery. Now the process of getting it home with flocking still intact, placing it in our living room, and decorating it with all our ornaments and lights was quite a messy fiasco. But that tree lives in our family history and comes up every Christmas season when someone inevitably says, "remember that year we had that flocked tree? That was my favorite." And I have to agree. That tree, when all lit up at night, was magical. We could almost imagine we were having a dreamy white christmas in Alabama.

So...now I'm a blogger

Where to begin....

Reading other blogs has intrigued me, but I always feel I am intruding into some private space that I shouldn't be in, reading private thoughts of some artistic soul who has the time and imagination to create something unique. Well now I have made up my mind to participate in this "blogging thing". A little give and take in the world of blogging. I think it will be therapeutic for me. This blog will likely have no rhyme or reason, I plan on making it something that is guided by things that inspire and interest me.

Here goes nothing....

I can foresee my blog being monopolized by antics of my two puppies, who are 7 months old and are destroying everything I have while simultaneously capturing my heart. They are sisters, and together get into more trouble than I know how to deal with. As of late, they have taken to eating my carpet. Which is both frustrating as hell and maddening as I know that it will cost me a fortune to repair if I ever move out of this rental. Is there a way to replace just a small piece of carpet? I will soon come to know, that is for sure. How is it that they act like perfect angels while I am at home, then as soon as I step out the door for work, they morph into little red eyed devils chewing up everything in sight?? I would love to have a candid camera on these little devils to see what they do all day. Well now I have learned my lesson. No more mister nice guy. Kennel all day, everyday when I am at work. 

Okay, so let's get this "blogging thing" started off right with a quote that I love by Maya Angelou:

"A woman's heart should be so hidden in Christ that a man should have ot seek Him first to find her. "

So....now I am officially a blogger. Oh boy.