It doesn't get any sweeter than this

Marty and I made the trip to Bristol, VA to see our newest grandson.  The title says it all.

Making Time for Memories

Christmas in our house brings back memories of movies that we love to watch every year, no matter how many times that we have seen them.  You know the favorites:  Miracle on 34th Street, It's a Wonderful Life, Christmas in Connecticut, just to mention a few.

This year was no exception, and one of the standouts in this house has been "A Muppet Christmas Carol".   One needs a particular sense of humor to really enjoy the Muppets, but this family seems to have what it takes to laugh our heads off when immersed in one of their creations.  When we realized that there was a new Muppet movie in the theaters, the girls and I decided that today would be an excellent opportunity for all of us to go together to the theater to see it, something we rarely do.

The first challenge was finding a theater that was actually running the movie.   The fact that the film seemed to have disappeared from so many venues was, in itself, quite comical, since the premise of the new movie is that the Muppets have been forgotten, and are attempting to stage a comeback.  Easy come....easy go, I suppose.

But, as luck would have it, there was a theater in Lititz that was still featuring The Muppets, so we all headed out and even brought along a family friend to be part of the fun.

And, fun it was.  Between Amy and Stacey on one end, and me on the other, our friend couldn't  help but get caught up in the laughter as we howled through so many scenes in the movie.  Memories for the making.  

The photo features three time clocks on the wall of the theater.  It does appear that Lancaster is 30 seconds behind or ahead of the other two towns.  Unfortunately, I cannot tell you the significance of these three clocks on the wall.  I'd like to think that they are a reminder to us to make time for memories.

Oh Christmas Tree!

For those of you wondering if the tree fit in the room.  Here's the proof:

The truth be told:  one could easily hide behind this tree and be comfortably resting on the sofa, sipping a drink, or taking a nap.

Just for the record, I haven't had the luxury of being the hider.....

But, being the seeker, I've learned to peek around the tree when I need assistance!

Merry Christmas to all!

Tree Time!

We look forward to Christmas break when Marty, Amy and I jump in the car and make the trip to Becktree Christmas tree farm in search of the perfect Christmas tree to adorn our family room.  This year was no exception, and yesterday was the appointed day for the fun experience.

Unfortunately, we had a late start, and the day clouded over early, and there was a huge traffic jam on the highway.  Marty wanted to turn around and go home, certain that it would be too dark for us to go out walking among the trees.   But we managed to detour along a much longer route, and made it with half an hour to spare until closing.  We popped out of the car and the man in charge stated, "It's getting dark!"

No kidding! (I thought)  I suppose it is his job to advise the customers.  But he had no problem handing over a saw and cart to Marty, so we hiked into the trees at record speed.

It usually takes us an hour to find a tree.  We each spot one we like, and then we all critique it, attempting to decide whose choice is the best.  But, surprisingly enough, with dusk quickly approaching, we had no problem spotting a tree that we all liked in less than 15 minutes time.

The farm policy is to drill a hole in the bottom and bundle the tree with twine before handing it to Marty to strap on top of the car.

So, tonight, when Marty brought in the tree and cut the twine, Amy gasped and wondered just what we were thinking.  I suggested that we turn out the lights to see if the tree  looked like it did yesterday at dusk.  We tweaked and turned, and in no time, the branches settled, and we all decided that, once again, we brought home the "perfect" tree.  I'm just hoping that there is some space for us in the same room!