The Weather Dispute


It ’tis Christmas time, and I have yet to do a Christmasy post. This week has been really busy and long, and I’m trying to get through this Saturday. Which isn’t hard, I should probably finish my cup of tea and then drink some coffee…

This is the first “really” busy Christmas season I’ve had in a long time. And it became busy…like a week before the season, so I didn’t have time to prepare. Thankfully, the past three days has been very calm because we’ve been sick.

Not that I’m thankful to be sick, but it is nice to not be rushing.

Today I am going to tell you a Christmas story, so please. Pull your chairs around, and sip your hot cocoa as I begin.

Most people don’t know this, but there are people that live in a world called Cloud Nine that are named after the weather. There’s Icy, quite a stone-faced woman with a warm heart underneath her layers of ice, who was preparing for her usual Christmas appearance to the world underneath the clouds when Rain, her close cousin walks in.

“Greetings, Icy, how are you today?” Rain’s blue hair was dripping down her back as she paused at the mirror to make sure her makeup was runny.

“Preparing for the usual Christmas run, of course.” Icy tightened her ice skate without looking at her cousin.

“Oh? Again? Isn’t it someone else’s turn?” Rain turned away from the mirror. “You always get to go, giving children places to skate, and people no reason to drive their cars. For once, people should have a very wet Christmas.”

“No one wants a wet Christmas, Rain. That idea is simply preposterous!” Icy shook back her long, white tendrils of hair as she stood. “Now, I must be on my way, or I’ll be too late.”

“No. I am calling a weather council.” Rain said, abruptly stepping into Icy’s way.

“You can’t possibly be serious.”

“Oh, no, I am.” Rain swiftly pulled a piece of cloud, which resulted in all weather beings appearing on the spot. Sunny, her pleated dress ironed to perfection, her straight blond hair past her waist, and her smile bright enough to be a Crest commercial bounced over, followed by Snow, a rather white man with ice blue eyes. Windy and Breezy came in, along with Fog, Drizzle, Cloudy, Hail, and Blizzard.

“I purpose that Icy has had too much power over the Christmas season.” Rain stomped her foot. “And it is time for her to give up her power of the world. We should all take turns for our Christmas runs.”

A loud murmur arose until Blizzard stood up, the dark and whiteness of him contrasting greatly. “I second this motion. There is absolutely no reason for Icy to always appear on Christmas Day.”

“It should obviously be all of us.” Snow said. “At least, me. Mostly me. I’m the best looking out of all of us.”

“Just because you’re a model, Snow, doesn’t mean you can hate on all of us!” Windy tried to smooth her tangled hair but quickly gave up.

“Hey, just saying, I have 87,524, 342 uses of my hashtag on Instagram and you have…what? Three?”

“I have a total of 4, 365, 378, so you better hold your tongue, Mister Snow!”

“Hey, hey, no fighting here, guys. We’re just trying to figure this all out.” Sunny wrapped her arms around Windy and Snow’s shoulders. “I think it would be best if we each had a different part of the world to appear in during Christmas, so then it will be fair.”

“That’s…not a bad idea.” Icy admitted. “It means I don’t have as much work, so…Let’s do it. All in favor, say aye.”

The chorus of ayes settled the matter, and that is why, my friend, you have so many different kinds of weather during Christmas. But it still isn’t fair that Snow models them all. I mean, you shouldn’t always dream of a white Christmas, you know.

I hope you enjoyed this story, and your hot chocolate. Have a MERRY CHRISTMAS.



Traditions Untraditionally


*comes dancing in, eating gluten free Oreos and singing Sound of Music*

How are y’all today? I’m superb, wonderful, and absolutely happy. Today I’m talking about Christmas traditions! The funny thing is that we have a very important tradition that we keep every single year.

And that, my dear friend, is breaking all traditions.

It’s very important to follow this tradition, so you must change the day that you put up decorations every year, and remind everyone in your family that traditions are not important. (Yes, we aren’t Catholic.)

So…here are some pointers for breaking traditions, and telling people that you break traditions.

  1. Be very careless when you do Christmas things.

In other words, don’t invite people every year, don’t eat the same foods every year, if people say you’re supposed to put up a tree, put up a bush! Christmas cards? Hah, why not Christmas leaves? Be creative and figure out new ways to break traditions and still be festive.

2. Never follow what books or other people say.

*shakes head slowly* If you listen to people and books, you might actually become smart. Or slightly educated. And when it comes to traditions, never never become educated. You might actually have your mind be changed on important matters.

3. Be very unemotional when you explain your tradition of breaking traditions with people.

That’s right, pretend you’re a stone. If people don’t like it, all’s the better. At least they won’t try to come to your house during the Christmas season and be astonished by vibrant blue tinsel and flashing caution lights. Also, if you’re unemotional, they’ll consider you as happy the way you are.

4. Convince other people to join your tradition of breaking traditions.

It’s not much fun to do everything alone, so CONVINCE YOUR FRIENDS. Continually show them how amazing it is to just neglect all traditions and go down the “weirdo” street of nonconformity to culture.

In fact, BREAK even the tradition of celebrating Christmas, if you want to go that far. But never conform to the culture or to traditions. Instead, stand up and do celebrate, or choose not to celebrate, in spite of the pressure of peers, tradition, and culture.


Christmas Ten O’clock

Hey guys!  Guess what?  Rose and I finally managed to get around to videoing another Ten O’clock, which is a shocker, right?  I bet you weren’t expecting that from the title.  😂

So, if you have twenty minutes, get started!  It went a bit over time, but hey, that’s how I roll.  🙂


Christmas Gift Ideas #1

Today I’m going to be helping y’all window shop, since obviously that’s all anyone has money to do after Black Friday.  Maybe we should all go raid monopoly and see if the stores will take the money from there. 🤣

I’m going to be giving you ideas for your sisters, mother, aunts, and (girl) friends.  I’m planning for another gift idea post for brothers, father, uncles, and (boy) friends in the future, but at the moment I thought it was best to start with things I would get myself. (Haha.)

You can get this and more here.

First up we have these absolutely beautiful necklaces made by Allison.  I’m a strictly no jewelry person, just because I forget about it.  (hehe.) But most of my friends find a piece of jewelry a wonderful addition to their wardrobe, and who doesn’t love these hand-lettered necklaces?  I was seriously tempted to get one for myself.  XD

You can find these here.

Everyone uses envelopes, right?  Well, why not use pretty envelopes?  My friend, Allison, sells some envelopes on her Etsy shop that are just the thing.  If you’re giving some to your mom, chose the (less) interesting ones above, or if it’s your pen-pal or friend, chose the cooler design she also offers.  This is a really neat gift idea.  *nods head quickly*

You can get this here. 

You’re not sure exactly what to get?  This nativity scene is the cutest thing ever!  It’s not too big, but just enough to decorate with.  (Seriously, it’s so amazing.)  I don’t know if I could say enough for it!  Last year, I got my mom something similar to it, and she loved it.  This is a great gift for mom or grandma.

You can order this here.

If your friend, sister, cousin is an Austen lover, what could be better than giving them an Austen twist?  I’m not a romance reader, or lover, but this book was written so well!  I usually can see right through romances, but I didn’t in this book, which was a wonderful surprise to me.

You can order this here. 

I like mermaids, I like blankets.  I like being warm.  What if you could put those three things together?  I think this blanket is so cool!  I thought about getting one for one of my sisters…Maybe next year?  Doesn’t it look so soft?

You can order this here.

Inch worms are kinda gross little things in the real world, but what if you could have an inchworm that shared your favorite hobby, like, maybe reading?  My friend, Megan, makes the cutest little inch worms on her Etsy shop, which I think you really should explore.

You can order this here.

If your friend is a musician, what could be better than getting them a pretty strap for their instrument?  You can never have too many straps for your guitar (or was that picks?) You could also get them a pack of strings.  Believe me, a musician goes through strings faster than you can imagine.  Or, if your friend is a photographer, get her a pretty camera strap.

You can order this here.

October blew me away.  It made me cry, laugh, and really, I couldn’t sleep after I finished it.  (Yes, it was around 11:30 pm, but hey.  That’s what books are for.)  For some reason, October reminded me so much of me, and yet, then I would see a bit of Emily, and I was Emily.  But I’m supposed to be convincing you to buy this, not rave about it. XD  It’s a story for 12+ but so masterfully woven and heart touching.  I think any friend you’d give it to would thank you over and over for it. 😀

You can order this here.

Am I the only one that still loves beanies?  Please tell me I’m not all alone.  Everyone should keep their head warm, and why not do it in style?

You can order this here. 

Maybe it’s just because I’m a coffee-loving tee-shirt wearer that I love this shirt so much!  A fun gift for anyone is a tee-shirt that matches their interests.  I gave my mom a tee-shirt that said, “Blessed” and. scripture verse for her birthday.  (Tee-shirts are my go-to gift when I have no ideas.  I mean, everyone has to wear clothes, right?)

Of course, you could also just go the easy route and buy tea, coffee, or hot chocolate and some candy for your friend/relative.  I don’t blame you.  It’s too much work to come up with cool ideas for gifts.  *gives an exhausted sigh*.  Welp, I’m off to the next thing on my to-do list.


Art Lab Episode 63

Okay, I’m a bit annoyed at WordPress.  I had this all written out, and then the kind WordPress deleted it all for me. 🙂

Today I actually don’t have a prompt for today.  I was brainstorming what to do that was slightly Christmasy, but still something that will last well through January and February, and so I came up with some evergreens.  I wanted to give it a new twist, and so I chose my least used and detested art medium, water colors.

It seems that most artist really enjoy water-color, so I went with what the majority seems to enjoy.  What you’ll need for the art project is:

~water color paints~

~water color paper~




~white acrylic paint~

So, to get started, grab your paper and pencil.


Lightly sketch your main pine tree.  I decided to do a typical pine tree, even though I’ve never seen this type where I live.  In the South, our pine trees look like this.


When I was little, I asked my mom why pine trees in the Christmas books didn’t look like real pine trees.  Apparently those kind of pine trees grow where it snows.


I decided to do four different colors on my picture, with four different zones.  Zone one is the farthest from focus, and zone four is closest.  I did zone two as mere peaks, and then added slight detail for zone three.  Now, grab your paints.


Honestly, I don’t understand how you would like water colors.  They stress me out. XD But, I chose the dark blue paint for the sky, and slathered it on there.  While it was still wet, I used my finger tips to add texture.  I think that’s my favorite part of the whole picture. 🙂


For zone two, I chose blue-green, and put it on there.  Since the dark blue was still wet, they kinda combined, but I actually decided I liked that look.  Now it was less defined.


For zone three I used the brightest green I had.  I love the pop of color, and I just slathered it on.


On zone four, I took dark green, and added dark areas here, and lighter areas there, until I was happy with it.  Just play around until it agrees with your eye. 😀


Now, I kinda forgot to take a picture in-between?  So, we’ll have to go with this.  The paint had started drying, and so I took the light green and used it to define zone three slightly.  Don’t go over board, because we don’t want the viewer’s eye to be drawn there.  Take the dark blue and add it to zone four, along with some dryer dark green.

Next, take some acrylic and mix it with water.  Put some white on the top of zone four, and then take the left over and splatter it all over the picture to make it look like snow.  Let the picture dry before you sign it, and you’re done.

Do you enjoy water-color?  Are you looking forward to the holidays?  What is your favorite Thanksgiving food?


Christmas recap

So… I’ve been told today is Boxing day???  I am not into holidays, but happy Boxing day anyway!  Today is our shopping after Christmas day, since all of the stuff is on sale.  You are all sitting down waiting for what I’m going to say, instead of Boxing day nonsense.  But, Boxing day nonsense is important!  Right??

I had a wonderful Christmas, and I hope you all did too.  It was a nice Christmas Eve, full of expectation, games, and singing.  My younger brother and I were probably the craziest people in our family.  I spent the afternoon practicing my amazing gymnastic talent.  (Don’t believe the last sentence.  I have none of the above.)

Yours truly has not an ounce of gymnastic talent.

My two youngest sisters love it when their older (and supposedly soberer) sister becomes a human jungle-gym for them.  You should have heard their laughter.  Comment down below if you have sisters (or brothers) under four.

We went to bed by ten, after visiting our hero, Anne Shirley.  Apparently, my love for Anne is shared by three of my sisters and my younger brother.  I fell asleep right away.  I was so tired, which usually happens after gymnastic practice. 😉

At five thirty on Christmas morning, I was awaken by a voice singing at the TOP of his lungs in the bathroom. (Of all good and decent places!)  It seems that my younger brother had been up since two ten and decided to sing in order to wake everyone up.  I can attest that half of us were not ready to wake up, but my brother is insistent.


It was lovely, opening gifts and spending time oohing and awing over the other gifts my siblings got.  I can never imagine life without nine people opening gifts and laughing over them.  I have a sneaking sympathy for those who don’t have little children opening gifts with you on Christmas.  It’s so much fun to hear your little sister clap her hands and gasp, “For me?”

We spent the day eating (the best food ever!  Guys, I might not like Turkish Delight but I LOVE baklava)  and playing games.  My younger brother got Guessters for Christmas, so we had fun playing that.  I started an AMAZING book and I’m almost finished. (Comment down below if you want a book review.)


Our friends (a.k.a. cousins) came to our house.  It was a Christmas surprise for them, as it was supposed for us as well.  Sadly, my dad spilled the beans.  It was so much fun to see them and hear their surprise.  (Prehaps you should check out Mandalynn’s blog because she might listen to my advice and post about it!)

Every year we have fondu for dinner, so we had that with our friends.  We’ve had our cousins over for fondu before, so they sliped back into it like profesionals.  It was a time of fun fellowship and laughing.  What’s a better way to spend your Christmas then laughing?


I stayed up until eleven thirty playing games.  It was amazing Christmas.  I think this was one of the best Christmases yet.

Tell me about your Christmas.  Did you stay home?  Or did you go out of state?  What are your Christmas traditions?


A Merrily Medieval Christmas (p.5)


I blinked as I felt a hand on my shoulder.  Suddenly, I was in my bedroom facing Jane.

“Jane! You’re going to be in huge trouble once you return,” I warned, still feeling my adrenaline flowing through my veins.  I now knew what it was like to be a criminal.

“I know,” Jane’s lips quivered with humor and her eyes danced merrily.  “Did you find what you were looking for?”


“What do you mean?” I asked, searching my memory for what I had gone ‘looking’ for.  “Oh!  Do you mean the meaning of Christmas?  No, not unless it’s to have a parade and almost be butchered by Dukes,” I remarked drily.  Jane smiled and shook her head.

“That isn’t the real reason we celebrate Christmas.  Even you know that,” Jane knelt down and searched under my bed.

“I’m not heathen!” I exclaimed.

“I know,” Jane’s eyes seemed to say otherwise.  “If you’re earnest about learning the meaning of Christmas, I’d suggest you read Luke chapters two.”


“Really?” I asked.  I had always thought the Bible was dull and dry.  Why would we have such a fun time around Christmas for something in that book.

“Yes, the reason Christmas started is in that book there, in those chapters.  The reason has and never will change.  It will always be at the root of Christmas, Anna.”

“Thank you, Jane,” I answered and I really meant it.  Perhaps I didn’t like being called an imposter, but Jane had been nice to me.

“You’re welcome, Anna,” Jane smiled.  “Good bye,” she waved before she turned and stepped through the mirror.


I gasped as a heavy object landed on my stomach and made all the air fly out of me.

“Wake up, sleepy-head, it’s Christmas!” my little brother’s voice sang shrilly.  “Come to the living room!” he ran out of the room yelling.

I sat up and felt the cool leather binding of my Bible in my hand.


I wondered how it got there.  Was Jane just a dream?  I flipped through the book until the book of the Luke.  I started to read.


And Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth, into Judaea, unto the city of David, which is called Bethlehem; (because he was of the house and lineage of David:)  To be taxed with Mary his espoused wife, being great with child.  And so it was, that, while they were there, the days were accomplished that she should be delivered.  And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn.

And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.  And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid.  And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.  For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.  And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.  And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying,  Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men. (Luke 2:4-14)
The End

Merry Christmas, folks!  Remember the real reason for this amazing season!


Merry Medieval Christmas (part 4)

IMG_0611I nervously…

faltered forward.  Behind the Duke a lady walked out of the carriage with a son.  The Duke stopped and so did the other two.


“Where is Jane?”

I stepped forward, my thoughts were a buzzing beehive.  What was the worst thing they could do to me?  “Here, Father,” I gulped.


“Jane?” the Duke’s brow furrowed.  “Why are you not with the family?”

“I…I was walking toward them,” I whispered, standing next to the Duchess.

“You aren’t Jane,” the Duchess exclaimed loudly.


“Wha…What do you mean, Mother?” I stuttered.

The Duchess took my face in her hand.  “You fool, do you not think a mother would mistake someone else for her child?  Guards!”

IMG_0624 I turned as a voice yelled,

“Wait!”  It was Elizabeth, Anne, and Mary!  They ran up, out of breath and in total disarray.


“Wait,” Anne huffed.

“That isn’t Jane!” Elizabeth shouted.  “Jane would not have acted as this girl has.  Also, Jane has long hair.”

I blinked.  My hair!  Why had I not considered that?


“Soldiers!” the Duke called.  “Get her!”

“No! ” I yelled, turning and running in a different direction.  I now wished I had done cross-country instead of track.  I kicked off my shoes.


Taking a deep breath, I shouted,

“Jane, this is over!”

I lengthen my stride as the sound of feet grew closer.



What do you think is going to happen?  Only one more!  And then…It’s Christmas!  Are any of you busy this week?


A Merrily Medieval Christmas (P. 3)

(Psst, yes!  I’m posting it now…)


 “I will be…

Your driver,” a boy said with a sort of bow.  It was really odd.  Would someone actually bow to me? I decided to do what I had always read in books.

I nodded stiffly and sat down in the sleigh.  I wasn’t uncomfortable but I was cold.  The guy chirruped to the horse and we went down the cobblestone drive.  It was a bumpy ride but not bad.

It was sooo windy!  Check out the dude’s hair!

I was shocked to see rows of people waving and cheering.  Was Jane used to this?  It wasn’t normal!  Nobody should be cheered for like this!  It was like the circus was coming to town!

I waved slowly.


I supposed you were supposed to wave back.  It would be a bit rude not to.  I screwed my eyebrows together, trying to get the point of this Christmas parade.  Nothing worth noticing was Christmasy about it!  If this was the reason of Christmas, it was a sorry one.

I fidgeted in my seat and turned around.  I was amazed to see armor clad men marching behind.  They each had a bit of green on their armor as if it were a decoration.  I turned around and sank back into my seat.  I supposed it would be best to just endure this ride.

Guys!  You can see the cheering people! :0

“Why are you stopping?” I asked, as the whole parade slowed down.  The boy gave me a look.

“It’s the Duke’s speech.”

“The Duke’s?” I stopped.  This couldn’t be happening.  The boy got out and extended his hand.


“The Duke’s family is requested to be near during the speech.”

I couldn’t believe it!  Out of all the things that could have gone wrong!  Of course Jane’s parents would notice I was not their daughter.


“Are you coming, m’lady?” the boy asked impatiently.

“Uh, yes,” I grabbed his hand and stepped out of the sleigh.


I watched with interest as a powerful man got out of the carriage in front of us.  He must be the duke.

I’m laughing so hard!!  He looks like superman!!


How did you like it?  What do you think is going to happen?  Can you believe it’s only 9 days until Christmas?