Wednesday, December 24, 2008

A Thought for the Christmas Season

If I decorate my house perfectly with plaid bows, strands of twinkling lights and shiny balls, but do not show love to my family, I'm just another decorator.

If I slave away in the kitchen, baking dozens of Christmas cookies, preparing gourmet meals and arranging a beautifully adorned table at mealtime, but do not show love to my family, I'm just another cook.

If I work at the soup kitchen, carol in the nursing home, and give all that I have to charity, but do not show love to my family, it profits me nothing.

If I trim the spruce with shimmering angels and crocheted snowflakes, attend a myriad of holiday parties and sing in the choir's cantata, but do not focus on love, I have missed the point.

Love stops the cooking to hug the child.

Love sets aside decorating to kiss the husband.

Love is kind, though harried and tired.

Love doesn't envy another's home that has coordinated Christmas china and table linens.

Love doesn't yell at the kids to get out of the way, but is thankful they are there to be in the way.

Love doesn't give only to those who are able to give in return but rejoices in giving to those who can't.

Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

Love never fails. Video games will break, pearl necklaces will be lost, golf clubs will rust. But giving the gift of love will endure.

Merry Christmas! -- Author Unknown

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Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Twas the Night Before A Scrapper's Christmas

Many thanks to LaRae of the Sure Cuts a Lot Users' Group on
Yahoo for this poem.

T'was the night before Christmas and all through the house

Not a creature was stirring including my spouse,

I crept out of bed so sneaky and quick

I just had to have time with my little Cricut

I flew to my craftroom and put on a light

I ruffled through papers to my utmost delight

I looked and found the cutest designs

I am sure I had seen them a thousand times

I took out some punches, some stamps, and some ink

I was hoping the night time would allow me to think

I cut and I stamped and I glued through the night

When all of a sudden things weren’t quite right

I threw down my cardstock, my glue and my stamps

I looked all around and shut off the lamps

I crept downstairs to see what it might be

But there it was underneath the tree

There were boxes and drawers and containers galore

I knew in a minute I would be messy no more

I went straight to bed to wait for the sun

I knew in the morning I would start to have fun

I could rush to the tree and then confess

I needed these things to clean up my mess

I can hear them all now, “It will never be done”

But what they don’t know, That is half the fun!

So Santa, dear Santa, thanks for the gear.

But I am already wondering, can you bring more next year?

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Saturday, December 20, 2008

Happy Holidays

No matter what holiday you celebrate (even none at all), I'm sending you best wishes for a joyful, stress-free season. We're away from family and friends this year, but thinking of each and every one of you with gratitude....we have the best family and friends anyone could ask for!

May your 2009 be full of health, happiness and all the 'little things' that make life great....fresh perked coffee, hot buttered popcorn, good books and great company.

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