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Dear Everyone That Wants Happiness In Life, 

Get a sheepdog. I promise you, their hearts are as massive as their body. And, no shedding. Say what?! Told you. You need one. (Wait, I need one...Brandooooon?!?)

Dear Snow,

Thanks for coming last night! It was perfect, but could we get a little more? I mean, with the low of 1 today, I think I deserve it.

Dear Downton Abbey,

You're back in my life and I feel so complete again. Well, as complete as I can be without Matthew and Cybil. I'm still bitter. 

Dear Juan Pablo,

I think this'll be the best "Bachelor" ever. Thank you for learning to speak slow so we can all understand you. Me and my grandma hearing were genuinely worried about that.

Dear House,

Well, I finally de-Christmas-ed you. And although the house feels normal again, I can't help but miss the Christmas clutter. Until next year...

Happy Monday, y'all!

christmas party (a video)

Christmastime in Tennessee has been so good to my heart.

insta-update

In a nutshell:

We love our church/youth. (Even the drama that follows.)

I still love and take too many pictures of our pups. (Sorry not sorry.)

My Husband likes to dress up. (e.i. My pajamas, ostrich rider, turkey, etc.)

It turned Fall and then Winter. (Crazy, huh?)

I'm still falling in love with living somewhere with actual seasons. (Thanks, TN!)

I painted our dining room set (Thanks, Annie Sloan!)

3 years ago I graduated college and got engaged. (On the same day!)

and

birthday month has already begun! (Can I get a hallelujah?!)

Woo Hoo!

Happy Wednesday!

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This picture has nothing to do with this post.

It's 2 years old, blurry, and almost the same pose as the picture to the left.

But I love it.

Dear Bailee,
Thanks for being our little guard dog. Every time you jump off the couch and stare at the ground, I know to scream for Brandon because it's always a bug. Such a life saver, you are!

Dear She & Him Holiday Station on Pandora,
Thank you for not judging me and allowing me to play your goodness all. year. long.

Dear 24 hour headache,
I said "go away", not "bring your friend, super congestion!" I'm seeing a lot of couch time and Reba re-runs in my forecast for today.

Dear Husband,
You are the best caretaker. Sundays are super busy for you, but you still left to bring me some breakfast (and then brought home lunch.) And you still snuggled with me after I was grouchy to you.

Dear Google Reader/Follower,
Rest in Peace. (Don't forget, the nifty "followers" deal is leaving soon! If you would like to continue to "follow" me, click on the Bloglovin' tab to the left!)

Happy Monday!

We're moving today. To. Day.

So, why am I taking the time to write a blog post, you ask?

Well, I'll tell you.

Because I'm a weirdo who cannot handle the idea of strangers coming into my house, packing all my belongings, and loading them onto a truck.

Even if they are "professionals."

Kind of stresses me out. 

A lot.

That brings me here, to the Hardees down the road.

Sitting in a hard booth, 

freezing to death, 

surrounded by the oldest gentlemen in Graceville.

They have good wifi

and even greater chicken biscuits.

This will be my hide-out until I get the call from Husband telling me all the big, mean, packer-uppers are gone.

Then, we are Tennessee bound. 

Once and for all.

I hope everyone had wonderful-family-friend-awesome-funtimes this Christmas season.

I'll be back later for a fun, traditional bloggy recap of the year 2012.

Until then, enjoy your day and pray that my OCD-control problems don't make me go crazy. 

Or hurt the packer/loaders.

How to Spend Your Christmas Eve Eve...

Put this song on repeat 

(better yet, listen to the Pandora radio station, "She & Him Holiday")

Cuddle your furbabies.

Snuggle with your loved ones.

And breathe.

At least, that's how we're spending it over here.

it may be awhile before I get to blog again so...

Merry Christmas

from my family

to yours.

10 things...

1. It's been raining all day. Which makes it a lot harder to get things done. All I want to do is curl up and read...or watch White Christmas for the 100th time this year.

2. Tomorrow is my Dad's birthday. It's also apparently the end of the world. That should be interesting.

3. My birthday is Christmas Eve, but I haven't been still enough to think about it. How old will I be? Oh, and I totally failed on my 24 before 24. I'm ashamed.

4. I wish I could snap my fingers and be in Tennessee.

5. I love unpacking and making house. Love.

6. I don't know that I want to teach forever. There, I said it.

7. I'm addicted to Candy Crush.

8. I'm ready to have a real, sweet, perfect birthday and Christmas with my Husband. The past 2 years we have been moving. Not fair at all.

9. Can I have snow?

10. We need a bigger bed. Apparently I kicked Husband out last night. He was on the floor when I woke up this morning. Sorry, Handsome.

Christmas House!

This little tree is very special to us. I bought it for Brandon when we were dating, so his "bachelor pad" could have some Christmas cheer. And on my graduation day in 2010, he proposed to me, hiding my ring in that little brown box. Now, our little tree is home to our special ornaments and of course that little brown box!

things.

Oh, man. I'm so sorry to the 3 readers of this little blog. It's been way too long. I don't think I can say life has been exceptionally busier than normal...so I guess I'm just slacking. But, I'm back from my hiatus, totally missing you guys, and ready to get back into the routine! These are the random ramblings in my head as of late...

Sunday, November 11, 2012, I cracked. One look from my furbabies and all the Chrimma decorations appeared in my living room, waiting to be unpacked. It's uncanny how that happens. Okay fine, it's totally lame to blame this on my girls, but it sure does sound better than the truth: I'm a weak Christmas fanatic. There, I said it. But, as I type this, I am sitting next to the prettiest tree and listening to Pentatonix's Christmas Album (Go to iTunes and buy this album, now!) AKA, I'm okay with the fact that it's before Thanksgiving. No guilt here. Last year I had the decor up before Halloween, so I'd say this is progress.

Speaking of Thanksgiving (kind of) I am so very ready for a week of no Kindergarteners! Woo Hoo! A week without constantly telling them to blow their noses (I mean, can they not feel the snot running down their face?) A week without bending down 500 times a day to tie their never-staying-put shoe strings, without markers/chalk/glue/glitter on my pants, and a week without sing the "Days of the Week" and "Months of the Year" songs! Sounds great to me! And Husband, this goes for you too. I will not tie your shoes and you better learn to blow your own nose.

Can we just agree that puppy hiccups are the cutest?

I have super exciting news to share with you! I mean, it's life changing. Not just news about me, but about some other people. Oh man, it's big. To bad I can't say a word, yet. (And no, I am not pregnant. Please don't get that rumor started!)

I finally got some new specs. They make me feel very nerdy-chic. Plus, they are actually prescription, not some fake plastic posers from Claire's, so I'm totally legit.

I hate hospitals. I hate needles. I hate blood. I hate blood work. Basically, I hate today.

My Husband hates Egg-Nog and I don't know how I feel about that.

While you are visiting the iTunes Store, go ahead and purchase Zooey Deschanel's Christmas album. I promise, you will not be disappointed. Unless, you are one of those people who hate rainbows and flowers and all things awesome. Then, nevermind.

Did you know that "nevermind" isn't a real word? I always have to add it to the list of words on my phone, and my computer puts the red line of death under it every time I try to write it. Nevermind. Never mind.

Happy Tuesday, all!