It's not even Thanksgiving yet, but I can't help it. The holidays are here, and we're gearing up to decorate the house.
Over the past couple of weekends I've spent several hours decorating the garland for the mantle and wreaths, as well as working on some florals for the table.
Anyhow, we have a long standing tradition in our family. Every year, we each pick out a single special ornament. We even purchase one for each of the dogs.
This tradition began when the kids were babies. Although they didn't understand what I was doing, it was always special to me. To see their eyes light up at all the pretty decorations and colors was, and still is, a delight. Now when November rolls around they're ready to get their ornament.
There is only one rule: One special ornament each.
It is, but because of the choices, the decision making can take some time. On average, it takes an hour if not more to choose these ornaments. There is no limit to the choice. It is based on our individual preferences, and makes no difference if they match any other ornament. This makes for a fun and interesting tree.
Go Birch or go home
Three weeks ago we cut back our Sizzling Chinese Fringe Flower after it's second bloom. I was able to use the limbs to created a wreath form. It was severely painful for my hands so I'm not sure if I would do it again.
I think I'll buy a birch wreath next time. Oi vey.
However, there were far more leaves on the form before it was painted. I didn't paint the leaves directly after making the form so there were a lot of lost leaves. Rookie mistake, but a lesson well learned. Rookie mistake, but a lesson well learned.
If I do created more forms, with this springs clippings, I do know that I would absolutely do it right after snipping off the limbs. They are much more pliable, and easier to work with that way. I would also wrap the the branches around so the form would have a have better round consistency. Just another lesson learned.
Location, Location, Location
Although Jaden says this wreath is drab it photographs well. So I imagine it will look nice under the lights with the reflection from a mirror behind it. Or so that's the idea. I plan to hang it in front of a mirror on our mantle.
For so many years before the birth of my children I was a miserly Ebenezer Scrooge. That is not in the gift department, but in decorating. I rarely put up a Christmas tree, and I certainly did not hang things on my walls, or create crafty decor that would give the house cheer. It just wasn't in my nature. I would rather spend my time doing other things, and decorating definitely wasn't one of them.
However, here's where it all changed. Years ago, I went to my brother and sister's house. By law, Brandy is my sister-in-law, but in our reality, she's my sister. My brother Chris and Brandy have been together for 20 years. 20 FREAKEN YEARS!!! It's amazing, and wonderful.
Anyhow, I stopped by their house one afternoon to find the house decorated for Christmas. There was a peppermint candy dish in the middle of her kitchen counter, as well as a Christmas oven mitt hanging from her cabinet. Her stove was adorned with Christmas towels. There was a holiday centerpiece on her kitchen table.
I walked though the kitchen into the living room, and lo and behold; there were more decorations. The Christmas tree was lit, and it was broad day light! There were decorations on the mantle, and on her coffee table and the kids each had mini trees for their rooms. They were lit too!
I was stunned. I would never do that. My mom never did that. She rarely hangs things on her walls, and she didn't, and still doesn't, decorate to the nines for Christmas. Don't get me wrong, we always had a tree, and something small on the mantle. but she didn't see the necessity of it. I understand that, and I went on to be that way for years.
As I rounded back into the kitchen I told her how much I liked her candy dish. She replied,
Yeah, the kids like it when I do these little things.
The smile she gave me was electric! It was broad, genuine, endearing, honest and all the characteristics you find in an awesome mom.
She said it and meant it. The kids loved it. That's all that mattered.
Goodness gracious! Brandy inspired me! It never occurred to me that even simple holiday decorations made the house pleasant. Things changed for me with those 11 words. No, I didn't plan to go crazy, but I could spruce some things up. Okay, maybe I did go a little crazy. I even bought two snow globes. A santa and his Mrs. Ribbon. Yes, ribbon.
Honestly, how difficult is to put out a candy dish, or set a nice table? What about the kitchen towels? It isn't difficult. As a matter or fact, it's ridiculously easy. And guess what? The kids do love it. Everything from the wreaths to the pine cone ornaments.
The season begins
November suddenly snuck up on me. The year is nearly finished, and I feel like I never even saw it going. The weeks are long and the weekends are ridiculously short, but I've been trying to make the best out of the time.
At this point in the year I'm doing yard work, and crafts. However, the yard will have to wait since I want to add rocks to the flower beds. That will be a pretty penny, but if I have to buy one load at a time, I'll get there.
As for the crafts, Josh and I have designed a Facebook page for the crafts I'm making. Most of my mediums will be wreaths and wood transfer photos, and perhaps other things that I come up with. Currently I'm selling them locally, and through eBay, but I have a plan to reach more potential buyers, but it's a slow process.
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Coming together is a beginning; keeping together is progress; working together is success. Henry Ford
Here we are. The girls. Loyal, honest, diligent and hardworking. We made it!
Clark Medical Group began it's run on January 4, 2016, and there has been no looking back. It was said by a local competitor, "They won't make it six months." However, here we stand, as the winners of the Best of the Boro 2016 contest in our first ten months of opening.
I give thanks for our patients, and to the voters, but the Clark family deserves the greatest thanks. Though Dr. Aaron and Dr. Iris created this practice as their legacy, it's fueled by the devotion of Kathy and David Clark. Just as they support Aaron and Iris, they also support the girls of this practice. With hard work, and a great deal of laughter, we have been given amazing opportunities to grow professionally and personally. The combined support of both physicians and their parents is abound, and I know there will never be another medical office like CMG.
Yesterday was my birthday. I turned 41. Oi vey.
Where does the time go? Even that phrase makes me sound old, but that's the truth with time. It comes and goes even more quickly than one would expect. However, I didn't see this change in the tide bad. I don't feel the backlash of turning 41, and I don't see myself having a mental breakdown because of it. I can't help but think of the phrase "plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose."
I do, however, see myself ordering a pair of cowboy boots. Yeeeeeeehaw!
It's been nearly a year since writing anything on my website. I've been so busy with life, and the daily rituals of family and work that I could never find the time to do the things I love the most.
Although I began working when I was 14 my direction was skewed, and in all these years I can not remember ever being asked, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" I can, however, remember being told that I need to be two things in life: a doctor or a lawyer, of which I'm neither. Does that mean I wasn't truly asked? Undoubtably not. However, the mind is amazing, and what people often remember is selective. I am no different.
Does that mean I should have gotten my shit together? Probably so, but wisdom only comes with experience, and that's certainly something I didn't have in my teens or early twenties. Even now I sit back and wonder if the things I do are right, but unlike my earlier years, I also realize that dwelling on the negative, the past and the ebb and flow of daily on goings only creates greater frustration.
I've spent the last year reflecting on balance, as well. What I learned is balance is a grand illusion. It's a fuzzy haze with no set parameters, and often becomes nothing more than an untouchable desire. Either way, I've stopped searching for balance, and started sifting through the bullshit to see what really makes me happy. This happiness is not dependent on others, but based on the sheer joy it brings me. This single parameter defines what is allowed to affect me.
So here I am moving forward, making progress and developing in a direction that makes me a better person based on what I believe is important to me. This is my Forward 40.
I've been searching for a wreath since we moved into our new home, but couldn't find one I particularly liked; especially for the prices. I've waited months to see what the Christmas season would present, but when Jaden and I went through our Christmas decorations I found all the items I purchased last year for 90% off. We decided they could make a beautiful wreath.
Last year, my purchase included shatterproof balls, pinecone and flower inserts, ribbon, bows, and a mishmash of other things. All things I wasn't exactly sure what to do with. However, they looked like they would be great for future projects.
The only thing I could not find after the holidays was the unadorned wreath. I purchased a a 36" wreath and wire from Walmart the other day, and Jaden and I went to work on our Christmas wreath.
This is our finished product. Jaden placed the flowers and balls where she wanted them, and I used wire, instead of hot glue, to keep our inserts in place.
Lisa M. White
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