hello december!

hooray for december. most of us, including myself, usually think of december as the month for presents.  the time to sit of santa's lap. light the fire place with stockings hanging above. when the house smells like a fraiser fir. & you cross your fingers for a white christmas. but it's also the last month of the year. time to be thinking about those resolutions that, let's be honest, you probably won't be able to keep. but, hey it's the thought that counts the most right? it seems like each year is going by quicker & quicker. before ya know it, i'll be saying hello janurary!

so far this december...

kodi figured out where we hid her christmas presents. she woke us up during the nights whining at our closet door. 

yep. we are suckers & gave in. 

we enjoyed a little family trail blazin'

we supported my youngest sister as she & her fellow MoHawks played for the girl's middle school lacrosse championship. they made it all the way to the semi-finals. so proud. 

 this is abby. she's a ham.

me & the mr.

 & i took a picture of santa's finest helper. you may not be able to tell, but she's pouting in this picture. for some reason she hates it every year when i pull this hat out of the box. i ask myself why every year too.

birthday girl

i still remember the countless nights you would ask to sleep in my room. i was such a meanie. if i didn't say no, i told you you could sleep on the floor. i vividly remember the car trips out of town. you would have your polly pockets perfectly set up in the back seat. sometimes in the shower i think back to that silly song we made up once in the bathtub. we played wolf in the yard. that time i punched your tooth out (totally by accident). i remember when you had to get stitches (wasn't because of me) & you had to wear that funny dress to the hospital. remember all those camping trips & how we turned into pyromaniacs. that time we all got lice & had to shower with carol. or how about that time we got kicked out off dick's sporting goods (then it was galyan's) for spitting spit balls at the rock wall climbers. & how you use to sleep in the weirdest places on christmas eve.

 well, i miss those days.

happy 21st birthday little sis. love ya.

oh christmas tree

though you're not very full, or full at all. your branches are flimsy. you have prickly things all over you. you don't smell like a fraser fir. & we had to shake all sorts of stuff off you...

we love that you came from our backyard. you will always be special to us.

Oh Christmas Tree from Laurie Brotherton on Vimeo.

lately {5}

i've been a bit m.i.a recently. after thanksgiving i feel like i've been in a daze. that could be because i'm still recovering from my food coma, or the fact that the holiday season is officially upon us. it's HERE! pandora has been playing it's best christmas playlist (yes, the michael buble one). i've been wrapping gifts in between online shopping. which be the way, we have a large list of things being shipped to our little cabin in the woods (scary movie that i have no desire to see) & one of those many things is a camera for mauh!

pictures from my phone

hunting for marcel the shell//cute fox figurine//old sunbeam//buying a christmas tree for my parents//owl ornament//fire wood//thanksgiving eve walk//dove chocolate inspirations//thanksgiving sunrise//beautiful maple//some lovin'//the excellent spread//black friday//ready to cut down our christmas tree//she's ours//public library//new boots//the varsity jr. delish//hanging out with the tree//being lazy//peace//kodi being curious//decorating the house//light shopping//

what have you been up to lately?

don't forget to visit angela for an awesome november group giveaway! lots of prizes & winner takes all!

xoxo

thanksgiving 2012

great day filled with our closest family & friends. M & i spent the beginning of the day with my folks. with a packed house, we watched the macy's day parade & even the purina dog show {a brazzell family favorite}. i had a plate full of the best-food-day food. here's some shocking & sad news, M doesn't like thanksgiving food. yes, it's true. he's the pickiest eater i know. somehow he's made it twenty plus years & never tried a single casserole, deviled eggs, homemade mashed potatoes, or cranberry sauce. i'm just glad his pickiness doesn't limit me from stuffing my face.

M's plate {left} L's plate {right}

that evening we headed to the brotherton thanksgiving. where i again got to enjoy homemade stuffing, turkey, gravy, & all the essential holiday dishes. i didn't want the day to end. i also wished i had a hollow leg, but instead i walked about with a food baby.

the night later ended with me & M returning home with our girls. the four of us bundled up in bed. turned on a movie. slept like babies. & dreamt of a white christmas.

hope your thanksgiving was as happy as ours.