Christmas is in full swing ’round these parts. As is tradition, we trekked to a tree farm and chopped down our Christmas tree the day after Thanksgiving. That night we played Elf on repeat (I say this ever year, but seriously how is that movie so funny every. single. time?!) until we were finished decking our halls.
Apparently we’re real pros because it only took us one and a half showings of Buddy’s adventures in a magical place called New York City. Our first year decorating in this house, I think we watched it six or ten times before we were finished.
Our tree is darling as usual, and I love to sit on the couch at night and just look at her sparkle. Speaking of sparkle, I’m going to a dinner party tomorrow night at the fanciest hotel in Salt Lake City and I bought a pair of glittery gold spike heels to wear to it. I might be more excited about those shoes than anything else currently in my life. I’m not sure if that means my life is lacking or if the shoes are abnormally awesome. (Of course it’s the latter, duh.)
Christmas music is playing non-stop in my car and at home. I’m strict about my no-Christmas-music-before-Thanksgiving policy and this year was no different. But I feel like every year the holidays come sooner and end faster. (I know everyone says that.) And so now that I can listen to Christmas music, it’s all I want. I just don’t want to wake up one morning and have it suddenly be January (which is actually how most months creep up on me). I’ve been working on a list of things to do and see too, to help that effort. Let me know if you have any good ideas.
Speaking of Christmas music, I was working on my computer tonight, editing some photos with my holiday playlist on shuffle, when all of a sudden a blast from the past came pouring through the speakers.
Long ago, when I was still in college and even before my mission (so we’re talking 15-ish years ago), my family recorded a few of our favorite songs we love to sing together. It was nothing professional, just us standing in the sanctuary of a Catholic church with a microphone and a friend at the piano, but it was so fun to listen to. I hadn’t heard it in ages. I particularly loved listening to the tiny voice of my baby sister, who was somewhere in her elementary school years when we recorded it.
The song, “Sleep Little Lamb,” is one of my favorite Christmas “carols.” It’s a little fast for my preference in this recording, but I wasn’t in charge of that operation ;) so …
Anyway, I thought you might like to hear it too. Click Here to Listen. May the start of your Christmas season be as happy and sparkly as mine has been. xo