I’ve always loved the idea of New Years Eve. The parties, the music, the clothes… I’ve always thought it was such a glamorous holiday. When I was a little girl I always imagined myself dressing up and spending my evening at a fabulous party to ring in the new year. However, having  now done the whole party bit once or twice–it’s fun, but not for me. At least not every year. My family had some New Year’s Eve traditions that carried on through the years. Chinese food, John Wayne movies, and alcohol-free bubbly to ring in the new year at 12:00am. …then off to bed by 12:05. I’ll be honest–when…

As you well know, I love music. It moves me. It takes a lot for a book or movie to make me cry, but the right piece of music? Ohh, I’m done. I also love creative music and interesting or beautiful remixes, and this morning my mom introduced me to a song that I instantly loved. Lenoard Cohen’s “Hallelujah” is one of my all-time favourite songs, and Kelley Mooney reworked the song with new lyrics and it’s absolutely beautiful. I think I’ve listened to it about a million times today. :) She speaks a little bit before singing, so if you want to get to the music just fast forward…

On Sunday I had two separate people ask me about my blog, and that evening we watched a movie that revolved around a theme of journal writing. …I think someone was trying to send me a message. ;) Somehow I let a whole month go by without writing here once. Life has been unbelievably busy, hectic and full. My work schedule increased, my responsibilities with church seemed never ending, and let’s not even talk about the state of my house over the past few weeks. In between it all, the Hubster’s parents flew in for a visit, I tried to finish my Christmas shopping and baking, and even squeezed in…

I can’t stop listening… do you love it too?

I love Christmas. Let’s be honest–I wait for it ALL year. By October I’m so excited that I count down the days until I allow myself to listen to Christmasy music. If I had my way (and the space to store everything) my house would be decked out from top to bottom in all things Christmas for the entire month of December. My family has all kinds of traditions that, for the most part, I love. I love that my Dad reads the Christmas story to us every Christmas Eve. I love that we sing carols. I love that we eat until we all have to lie down and pass…