... and it HIT me!

Today, I went to the new house with the intentions of puttering around: to hang a jingle bell wreath on the door, set my Nessie to watch over the house, and put up the Christmas tree. When I arrived, I pulled into the driveway and just sat there, looking at the house, and it hit me: this is mine; its MINE! With each of the little touches that get added, it feels more and more as if its mine. Of course, that also means I'm in for the whole nine yards of repairs, replacing appliances and general maintenance every day.

I started lining the kitchen cupboards. When I took one of the boards down, I discovered that the last guy who'd painted didn't remove the shelves, and there's a line where the shelf is. Which means I can't adjust the shelves without having that visible. So, I had to paint a bit inside as well. One thing leads to another...... *grin*



So the tree is up........








and hung a new ornament
to signify buying my first home.
(It's dated, of course!)






And Nessie watches over the house.

Norway's legendary nisse, the elf who symbolizes Christmas to generations of Norwegians, was born of ancient folk beliefs. Most Norwegians have their own ideas about how nissen looks and acts, but he is generally thought of as a short, stocky fellow with a long, gray beard and a red knitted cap. He usually wears dark knickers and a shirt and vest or a sweater, and his eyes always twinkle with mischief.



As a girl growing up, we always had a Nessie watching over the house, but he was around all year, and I always thought it was for good luck, and keeping the bad stuff away!

No matter what you believe ... there's still something magical about Christmas. May you and your family be blessed this Holiday Season and in the new year to come!

Holiday HUGS to everyone!