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Merry Christmas!

He is born, He who was born to save us. I hope you and yours have a wonderful Christmas full of crafts, lovely dishes of food, with photographic holiday decor, and sounds of your very favoritest carols.

For to us a child is born, to us a Son is given... and He will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Isaiah 9:6

The Best Laid Plans...

It's true, the blog hasn't been updated in a bit - which was mentioned to me today. True. Fact. All the way.

I suppose life keeps getting in the way, which is so strange since I really do enjoy writing here and sharing my decorating finds and the like. A few weekends ago I took a quick trip back to Aldie, VA to visit Bella Villa - one of my most favorite vintage shops in the area. I picked up a few gifts, some antique wrapping paper (which I, of course, gifted since I only use my one signature wrapping paper!), and some other cute little finds.

There's also been a trip to Las Vegas in the mix. Yes, really. No, never again. It's not like it's bad or anything, but I think I didn't really get a real flavor of what the city was like because I was at a conference and then entertaining clients all day/evening - so getting out wasn't really an option, and even if it was, it was between 111 and 115 degrees the days I was there, so.... yeah, I would have melted.

Then there is today. Do you ever have what you think is the perfect plan for the day, thinking everything will work out like its scheduled and supposed to, and then it just doesn't? I guess for a variety of reasons, but it just seems like everything you try doesn't work - and you have no choice but to think that it's for a reason, and it wasn't supposed to work out. Disappointment, or whatever the feeling may be, that there's this overriding notion that what your plans were were not the best for you - or anyone - and that's why they didn't work out.

The life of a former and recovering control freak is not always an easy path. And despite the jokes and laughs, it really is former, and recovering. People in my current day-to-day life don't know how much effort I put into not making the assumption that little I could know the plans that have been set for me - be it meeting times, or life plans. It's not easy - and I fail miserably all the time - but I know the plan before me is Good, and despite my failings and misgivings, and total lack in judgement at times (like today), that these are the reasons I need a Savior.

I suppose some days I am more thankful for that than others!

When the Saints Go Marching In

“…I heard a loud voice of a great multitude in heaven, saying, “Alleluia! Salvation and glory and honor and power belong to the Lord our God!” Rev. 19:1

A good friends’ dad died tonight.

He had been in hospice for some time, suffering from liver disease.

I didn’t know Mr. P well, only a little bit over the last 10 years, so my sense of loss is really only for Amy and her family.

What an honor it was to know him even the little bit I did, though. He was…

**A good father, to three daughters, one with special needs.
**A hero, a veteran, and a POW in Vietnam for a significant amount of time.
**A man who once scoffed at the Cross, and then believing only in his “need to do right,” and who then became an evangelist, leader, and a living testimony to God’s grace.

He is home. I can only begin to imagine the welcome home party the angels are throwing for him tonight.

So Here It Goes.

I have this client that starts everything they say with the word "so." No lie. It's a massive (I mean massive) company and it's frankly hilarious to see how social norms like starting almost ever new thought with the same word has spread.

So, here it goes...

I'm starting the blog. Yeah, yeah - I've said I would do this for approximately 87 years and haven't, but now I'm going to. I have too many ideas, too many stories, and too many completely embarrassing moments that I can't not share them anymore.

I hope you'll join me in my life, because when everything boils down in my world, I'm all about relationships. Believe it or not I'm actually a closet introvert. Closet, because only my five or six best friends know that - the rest of the world would peg me as the opposite.

I do still hope you'll join me as I decorate my first purchased home, figure out how to cram my life in to the most expensive 788 sq. feet in the history of time (okay maybe it just feels like that), do my job by the seat of my pants, learn how to live my life at a place and in a way I never guessed I would have, and generally just stumble around, trusting on Jesus, and making my way through the world.

So, there I went. Post #1 down. Oh yeah, and I like cars... but I'm sure we'll get to that later!

GIRLS LIKE CARS TOO

Merry Christmas!

The Best Laid Plans...

When the Saints Go Marching In

So Here It Goes.

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