25 Days and 25 Different Versions begins Now

Two sisters of mine and I love the song, “O Holy Night”. Earlier this week, one of the sisters and I were going back and forth with emails about which performer’s version of “O Holy Night” was the best version. Thanks to the email exchange, my sister introduced me to a new performer’s versions.

Point of clarification, the performer is not new. He has been around for years, and his voice is very well known on Broadway. However, though I recognized his voice, I had never before heard his version of “O Holy Night” until my sister shared it with me. (I’ll share his version later this month.)

This morning, I pulled together 25 different performers singing “O Holy Night”. While singing to myself I though, “Why not share these versions with the blogosphere? Share a little holiday cheer.” Continue reading “25 Days and 25 Different Versions begins Now”

From Griswolds to Giving

How quickly time travels. As I look at my calendar I realize it is that time of the month year again; I am beginning to feel bloated the holiday spirit.

Our neighbors (on both sides) finished decorating the outside of their houses Thanksgiving weekend. If you are familiar with the movie National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation, then you are familiar with the Griswold family. For those of you familiar with the Griswolds, we live next door to the family – on both sides.

Truthfully, we love the neighbors’ tacky Christmas lights. However, once our Griswold neighbors decorate their houses, our boys begin to pressure me and Rob to get our house decorated. Pressure during the holidays?! Never! Continue reading “From Griswolds to Giving”

The Occupy ‘Like’ Movement Starts Now

Like, I totally write like I talk. I mean, like, while I write, I totally hear my voice. It is so totally cool. Like, seriously cool. Interestingly enough, when I am writing, I am able to refrain from using the word ‘like’ inappropriately. Like, how weird is that?

Recently during dinner, our 6ry old was telling Rob and me about something that took place at school. Our 6yr old kid used the word ‘like’ more times than we could count. My husband and I looked at each other wide-eyed. I was like, “What the heck?” Continue reading “The Occupy ‘Like’ Movement Starts Now”