So, when I first started blogging, not even sure how long ago, I really, really thought I'd be much better at keeping up with it than I obviously am. Sometimes, I have moments of creativity and words in my head that just have to get out, most times, however, I'm at a loss for words.

We at the Stevenson household have gone full-out, lights a blazin' Christmas at home. Gavin is finally getting to the age where St. Nick is more than a name, he's getting excited and anxious about the big party day. Last year, someone gave us the Elf on the Shelf. Have you seen that? It's totally adorable. We named ours Sparkle. Each morning, G man comes downstairs and goes searching. I kind of wondered if he would get into it at first, but with all the lights up and Santas strewn throughout the house, he totally gets it.

Funnily enough, we haven't even gotten our real Xmas tree yet. I've only got the artificial white one up on the back porch. Weather permitting, we'll cut our real one down this weekend. Yes, I did say "cut." Last year, Jeff and I, after purchasing our pre-cut tree from our church, drove by a couple of tree farms and got the itch. I kind of envision a non-snowy version of "Christmas Vacation." Although, secretly, I'm hoping it's pretty easy and lives up to my fairytale expectation of cutting down my own Christmas tree.

Hopefully, I'll remember to actually blog about the experience over the weekend!!!