merry magical christmas

christmas is over. the idea of that still hasn't quite settled in. and quite honestly, i don't want it to. i love the feeling of the magical christmas's each year. they are so perfect. i just wish i could take one picture of it and freeze in time. but thats not possible. 

big news: oregon snowed. it was so lovely for the five hours it lasted. 

christmas isn't christmas in the lewis household without some of that coveted caramel popcorn.

mmmh....my mouth just watered alittle looking at that bowl of heavenly goodness.

and we finished making about 10 batches of caramel popcorn before Christmas Eve. So the morning was spent, having a breakfast feast. {compliments to the tradition starter: alice-anne}

{hot chocolate, buttermilk french toast, and eggs were on the menu}

{the rest of the morning I made gifts for about 4 hours and delivered them for 4 hours...}

{the glorious christmas eve feast with vivienne's family followed by a brawling game of wii}

{what mormon family doesn't act out the nativity? so we did. and we had to cute handsome Shepherd}

{and...now Julia and I have matching scriptures! Except my name is in lower case--specific orders!}

Merry Christmas 12.25.09
So when I was having a spray paint massacre, I could be found looking like this.


Merry Christmas 12.25.09
most awkward family Christmas photo.


the flower and necklace i made :)
and our Christmas Feast

The End.

December 24, 2009

Sharing caramel popcorn is a very delicate matter. You only give when necessary (ie people who have already given to you...its kind of an obligation). However, when you want something from someone else, you are mindful to give them your caramel corn first, in hopes they will return the kindness.

We did some shopping. Of course. If a Lewis family member doesn't shop on Christmas eve, something is seriously wrong. Dad went at 2pm and saw a family friend when they shockingly said "I'm surprised to see you here so late!" Dad quickly said, "LATE! This is early...its only 2 pm!"

After attempting to clean every nook and cranny, the Caudles came over and we ate and stuffed ourselves like it was Thanksgiving again. Sadly, my pumpkin turtle peacan pie was an epic fail. The remains spilling and shedding all over the refridgator.

When dinner was done, we played many rounds of duck duck goose and then had push-up and plank contests. My idea, but i don't remember why. :)

We bundled up and went to make the caroling rounds, only to get stuck in one persons house (ou know who im talking about) forcing us to drink bottles and bottles of sparkling cider. Yuck!

We came home to read the Christmas Nativity story, and let me emphasis READING, we don't act it out anymore, or Julia and I would have played every part.

Julia and I watched the end of Its a Wonderful life and then Garfields Christmas "Its a good old fashioned Christmas down on the farm"....sorry I got alittle carried away.

I only stayed up till 1:30! Since the night before it was till 2:30. But i got alot of "stuff" (presents, shop stuff) made.

Merry Christmas and all a good night.

December 23, 2009

Wednesday was alot like Tuesday.

I have never been in a more crowded grocery store, where it took me 2 hours to get everything. At that point i felt like just buying the whole store so I wouldn't have to fight people through the aisles.

I ordered take out for the first time ever. Of course it was at Chinese Happiness. I wouldn't waste 2,000 (non needed) calories on anything, but Chinese Happiness.

And finally, the day ended with caramel popcorn. We made 27 bags- a record for one day. I'm surprised our popcorn popper didn't blow, since it had been working from noon till 9pm. We used 1 box of margarine. 3 cans of carol syrup. Refilled our supply of brown and white sugar. And completely stuffed ourself with popcorn.

December 21, 2009

It was an eventful day, indeed.
I cooked a nice breakfast of just eggs and hot chocolate. You don't need much else in life if you have hot chocolate.

I finally began the long list of Christmas presents, which I know full well that won't be completed before Christmas. This way people will appreciate them because they will receive it after Christmas.

I ran downstairs to finish my spray painting massacre, only to find an awful smell penetrating the walls, and when i mean awful i mean a bathroom filled so much with smoke i could barely see. Yes, Julia almost caught our bathroom on fire, fine, it was accident. We forgot to tell her the downstairs washer was broken. We spent the rest of the day airing out the bathroom and my spraying painting (not so pleasant aroma).

I believe the neighbors are quite annoyed with me, since I didn't stop singing Christmas songs while outside painting. How could I not? Its 3 days till Christmas. It was one of those days, where I felt like a kid again-reflecting on my childhood and the memories of the summer days playing capture the flag, on the trampoline, or anything in the backyard. Those days will be missed.

Following my ritural of drinking hot chocolate at least once a day, if not at every meal, I wasn't careful enough and burnt my tougue bad enough to burn the top layer of skin off. It was nice to receive some sympathy from mom. :)

The day ended perfectly with the Cougs 44-20 finish over our home state Oregon beavers. It was a pleasant sight and definitly a moment to be proud to say that I'll be going there in 2 years.

And the rest of the night, Julia and I watched the best movie that has and will ever be created. Emma. I love it. Its the BBC's 2009 adaption. We watched the 4 blissful hours on youtube and I have never been in a better mood. It was grand.

Tuesday couldn't have gotten much better. I loved feeling like a kid again. I love Christmas.

Thursday's thoughts...

It it as fact. Oregon has not stopped raining for the past week. I wish I was kidding, but I'm afraid I'm not.

Why couldn't this be a week of non-stop snow like last year? It bewilders me. But I have never had the slightest bit of hatred towards rain, until now. Thats why I love Oregon--because it does rain--and thats what makes it Oregon.

But at a time like this, where last year, the town of Gresham, was turned upside down like a snow globe and it didn't stop snowing--I am wishing it was alittle more like that right about now.

Rain Rain. Go Away. Come Again another day. Instead. Bring Snow.

Drafty Old House

We live in one, and we all complain about it, but do we do anything about it...NO! And we never will, even if it snows so hard the snow piles in our house, our father will never raise the thermometer over 50 degrees.

We needed some warmth. This was not a want, it was a necessity. So we hoovered over the computer to watch....

OUR VIRTUAL FIREPLACE
(watch for the sake of all of us, please)

My 17th

Since I really didn't have a "sweet sixteen" birthday party, I had to make up for it with my

1st Annual UGLY SWEATER CHRISTMAS PARTY

Here are some of the highlights...
I should probably explain the cup! Well when I got my first piece of Oreo Dessert, someone shoved my head/face into the cake and my fork sitting next to it, hit my gum and made me bleed! I found the blood on the cup, fork, and parts of my oreo dessert!

You Know when its December when....

A) When you start dressing like this to do your homework

B) When you walk outside and see your breath every time you breathe

C) The grass feels like concrete

D) A waterbottle sitting in the garage went from liquid to pure ice

E) When the high tempeture has risen from 20 to 24 degrees, you can feel the difference

F) And everyone is more and more merry and bliss.