Merry Christmas

With Christmas coming, The Little Fulla and I went Christmas tree hunting. I found the perfect, not-too-big and not-too-expensive tree for us. It was down the bottom of the hill, so I had to drag it all the way up the soggy hill to the car. Then it was decorated. Twice. The first time, The…

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This Christmas

This Christmas at Twiglet Homestead has been a meaningful one. I'm talking about it as if it's already happened, and Christmas Eve and Christmas Day haven't even arrived yet. Christmas is about celebrating and giving due reverence to the birth of a baby, the most special baby that ever cried and pooped, just like all…

Christmas Lessons

Christmas lessons. I need them. My task-focused nature spirals me into a place of intense nuttiness at Christmastime. Things got so busy that I was hooning around like a freight train in danger of careering off it's tracks. "Watch out, here comes the nutty express!" I said to The Husband. It's not because I'm disorganised,…

A Christmas Tree Appears

It took a bit of work to convince The Husband that we needed a Christmas tree. He kept saying we could use my potted pine tree and I kept saying it wasn't fit to be a Christmas tree. Not yet anyway. I told him to go and look at how spindly and small it was.…