Tuesday, December 09, 2014

The “Virtual” Christmas House Tour

It’s over a week later, yet I’m still so pleased to be receiving reactions and comments on our church’s annual Christmas House Tour!  I’ve had a few requests to do a “virtual” tour of my home, but it’s taken me a while to put that tour together, especially since I didn’t actually take any photos that night!  However, as dusk fell Saturday evening, I decided to “re-stage” the whole house as it looked the previous Monday evening.  I lit everything back up and went around taking photos. 

And now, it’s time for me to invite all of you into my home.  I hope you enjoy the tour! (And I apologize in advance for my amateur, crappy-quality pics!)

We’ll begin outside…

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Outdoor lights aren’t my thing. Trust me.  Thankfully, I had a few helpers who made my outdoor lights a little more than they would have been if I’d been left to it myself!  Big thanks to my brother-in-law Chris, sister Kara, and of course my good ol’ Rolly for all their help!

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This is the Nativity scene that is normally on display on the church steps next door.  Rolly set up closer to my house this year instead.

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This is the Christmas greenery pot that my mom made for me which sat on my front step.  Of course, the day of the tour, the wind blew it over and I had to re-assemble it. lol  I hope I did a decent job! ;)

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The wreath on my front door was a gift several years ago from my talented Aunt Brenda.  We took it back to her to “rejuvenate it” after it got rim-racked pretty badly the past few years in wind and winter weather.  The updated version was gorgeous!

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This is the front entrance into my house.  The church office is behind that door.  I loved the addition of my sister Kara’s big friendly snowman, and my Aunt Marion’s reindeer.  They greeted everyone in such a festive way.

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I had to include a snap of this frame!  I’m so appreciative to my friend Jaime for letting me borrow the Christmas tile that goes in this frame!

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Into the living room, the room where I spend most of my time!  It was a cross between an Ottawa Senators and Winter Wonderland theme.

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I trimmed the tree in red, gold and Ottawa Senators ornaments,, topped with an Ottawa Senators Santa hat, and with the beautiful light-up glass block “gifts” that my mom and aunt make.

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“Sens Corner”!! – Sens stockings, all of my Senators decorations & bobbleheads, pictures of me with Wade Redden and Chris Neil,  a Wade Redden autographed puck, etc.  Oh, and of course, the Wish Book! ;)

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The night of the tour, I actually had that card holder full of Christmas cards from last year, as I didn’t have any from this year yet!  Since then, the old ones have been removed and the new ones are starting to accumulate.  That Santa down there dances and sings “Let’s Get Ready to Rumble.” lol  I gave him to my Grandma one Christmas, and after she passed away, he came back to me.  Grandma always took a kick out of silly stuff like that!

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I had one of my favourite Christmas movies, “Miracle on 34th Street”, playing on the TV in the living room.

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I had hung red & white sparkly snowflakes from the ceiling in the living room.  It’s hard to capture how pretty they are on camera, though.  I love the look in real life.

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Looking down the hallway into the dining room.

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I have been cutting up snowflakes to put on this door every Christmas I’ve lived there.  This year I actually used patterns to make sure they were extra-pretty instead of my usual hack-jobs! lol!

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I went with an old-fashioned Christmas theme in my dining room, as that is the room where my grandmother’s dining room table and chairs reside, as well as a display of her teacups, her collection of dogs, and so much more.  In fact, I always call it “Grandma’s Room”.  For that reason, this homemade Santa Claus that used to hang on her front door always hangs on the wall in there.

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This was the first year I put a tree up in my dining room!  I borrowed my friend Sara’s idea to make it an “edible” tree.  Popcorn garland, dried orange slices, cookie ornaments, and candy canes are the only decorations on this tree - aside from the clear mini-lights, and my grandma’s angel tree topper.

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Because I call it “Grandma’s Room”, my Aunt Marion suggested I offer samples of my Granny Young’s fruit cake, which Aunt M makes every year.  I was only two when Granny passed away so I don’t remember her, but I’ve always heard about her famous fruit cake.  Truthfully, I don’t like fruit cake – not even Granny Young’s, unfortunately – but I have to say it was a great idea to offer samples.  The plate was licked clean (much to my surprise! lol!  I kept saying, “Nobody’s going to eat it, nobody likes fruit cake.”)

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The Gingerbread House disaster… I am NOT good at decorating, especially not when the kit I bought was faulty! hahaha!!

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My dad made this wooden Nativity scene, and it is usually used at our church during the Advent season.  I stole it this year, though, to display under the tree in this room filled with nostalgia.

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Ever since I “inherited” my grandmother’s collection of dogs, I thought it would be fun to deck them out for Christmas – this year, I finally did. ;)

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My Aunt Marion shared an idea she saw somewhere of painted burlap panels.  I’m not much of an artist, but my super-talented mom tackled the project head-on, and I was so thrilled with how the “Let it Snow” turned out!

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Toll painted sleigh was created by yet another super-talented family member, my Aunt Nora.

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My teacup collection – mostly given to me by my Aunt Mona and inherited from Grandma – was on display here, along with other Christmassy trinkets from my Grandma’s house.  I decided to put the pictures of my loved ones that we miss dearly here – Grandma, Dad, cousins Jeff and Troy.  There was also a little Elvis ornament that sang “Blue Christmas”.  Seemed only appropriate…

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And now, into the kitchen!  I love my wine shoe… even if I don’t really love wine! LOL!

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This snowman fridge magnet set drew a LOT of attention.  Everyone is asking me where I got it!  The truth?  Stole it from my mom… and I have no clue where she got it!

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This was my goodie table.  I didn’t bother taking more out of the freezer for the “re-staging”…just envision those trays filled with cookies and fudge and bark! ;)  (And to those who were complimenting my mom on the fabulous baking she had done for me – I made it all myself, you turkeys! LOL – except for the fruit cake, of course!)  And that toll painted snowman is one of my favourites – his tag says “Fat Snowmen Last Longer” – seemed only fitting he hang out at the food table, right?

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Up the stairs we go!

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This is “Frizzled Santa”.  OK, he’s on loan from my Aunt Marion and I don’t think he’s actually called “Frizzled Santa”, but that’s what I call him.  He has grown on me.  At first, I thought he was weird.  But now I kinda like him in all his stringy, frizzly glory.

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Step into my bedroom!  Freshly painted, new bed spread and blinds… I LOVE my “new” room!

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Why, yes, I DO still have to have a chocolate Advent calendar!!!

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Strange thing in my room is this counter space over built-in cupboards – but it was the perfect place to display my sister’s Christmas Village!  Big thanks to her and my mom for making it look so beautiful.  I added my grandma’s ceramic tree to the middle of the setting.

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My other favourite Christmas movie, “Elf”, was showing in my room.  Ironically, by the end of the night, I actually had an elf in my bed.  But that’s a story for later …

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This room used to be my roomie Susie’s before she moved out.  It became the Quilt Room.  My old daybed was set up in here, with the quilt my grandma made for my sister as a wedding present on the bed (along with some fun additions from Aunt Marion – I love those “Naughty & Nice” pillows!)

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My sister’s quilt rack with the quilt that I inherited from Grandma, as well as a baby quilt that my mom made, on display.

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My mom also quilted this Christmas wall hanging

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Back out in the upstairs hall – Meet Lynn-donne the Elf!  People kept telling me he was creepy, but he really isn’t at all.  My Aunt Marion bought him in a silent auction at a fashion show that was held in memory of our cousin’s wife, Lynn.  Lynn was a very active member of her community, volunteering and working hard for many, many years.  She passed away two years ago just before Christmas.  Aunt Marion named the elf in her honour: Lynn, and then “donne” was added on, the French word for “give” (the Elf is French, apparently) – translated, his name means “Lynn Gives”.

Lynn-donne was guarding the upstairs bathroom door, the only room in the house that I didn’t have open for viewing (hence the “Do Not Open Until Dec. 25th!” tag on the door.)  Unfortunately, he had a little accident and fell from his perch, breaking some of his fingers.  My friends who were upstairs at the time took him to safety… Naturally, they left him in my bed. ;)

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I loved how this little spare room turned out!  Normally empty, it was filled with borrowed furniture from friends and family, and became a cozy little reading and writing nook.

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Friends Lindsay and Ryan let me borrow this fireplace, which I LOVE!  I had many people ask about the beautiful toll painted candlesticks – another beautiful creation by my Aunt Nora, on loan to me from Aunt Marion.

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On the night of tour, I had my laptop set up on this desk with a little Christmas story on the screen for people to read if they wished.  Also, my iTunes Christmas playlist was in rotation!

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I made this sign for the door of the “Craft Room” (used to be former roomie Sarah’s room) – I sort of tried to make it like my own little Elfie workshop. ;)

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Another Aunt Marion idea – she gave me the sparkly tree and told me I should make it into my “family tree” – so I did!  I cut out pictures of Mom, Dad, my siblings and I, and my nieces and nephews, and hung them on the tree.  I heard a few comments from people who thought it was a great idea.

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This is the gift wrapping station!  My friend Stacy was upstairs watching to make sure the candles stayed under control the night of the tour, and she told me she heard a few people comment on my cool “retro” table! haha!  That’s my parents’ kitchen table, and it eventually got handed down to me. 

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This was the scrapbooking table.  I had pictures from past Christmases scattered around, as well as pages in my old scrapbooks on display.  The Disney wall hanging was a gift from the Hamilton family.

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The O Holy Night tile is one of my favourite decorations, made by my friend Lindsay.

Well, there we have it!  That’s the “virtual” Christmas House Tour at my place!  I hope you all enjoyed it. ;)

I’d just like to take one moment to send out a big THANK YOU to the other homes that were on the tour: Vikki, John & Mary-Sheila, and Josh & Amanda.  Also a big thanks to all who helped out with the tour in any way.  I wasn’t able to be as involved the night of as I normally would be because of my own house being on the tour, but so many helping hands pitched in and I was ever so grateful!  A special big shout-out to my cousin Donna for all her help, especially that night looking after everything in the church basement.

Last but not least, an EXTRA big thanks to EVERYONE who helped me get ready for the tour.  There were many jobs that were completed in the short span of a month, many decorations that I was able to borrow, and I couldn’t have done it without all of my little “elves” helping out:  Aunt Marion, the Hamilton family (that includes Ryan the blind hanger!), Rolly (who was there to ease my morning-of meltdown when I blew a breaker), my brother-in-law Chris, sister Kara, Aunt Brenda, Uncle Garry, Dale, Jaime, Shannon, Lindsay, Stacy, and of course, my MOM – couldn’t have done ANY of this without her!!!  If I forgot to mention anyone, I do apologize…but the list of helpers was long!! ;)

Friday, December 05, 2014

December! Ack! Slow Down!!

It’s December 5th.  DECEMBER 5th. !!!!!  And I have yet to post about cookies or Christmas movies or my frigging decorations and the House Tour. 

It is December and I’m officially allowed to go all Christmas crazy and yet, I haven’t had any time to blog about it yet!!  Ahhhhh!!!!!!!

The House Tour was an amazing success.  I’m hoping to tell you all about it and take you on a “virtual tour” next week to show you how the house looked and what some of my favourite parts were.  Stay tuned!

I also need to talk at some point about the big night in Ottawa last night, when Daniel Alfredsson returned home to retire as an Ottawa Senator.  It was a big night for Sens fans,  but even bigger for me because Wade Redden was in the house, too.  #wadefan4life

But yeah…that’s gonna have to wait until next week too.

In the meantime, I just wanted to pop in and say hi. 

And ohmygosh it’s seriously already December 5th?!?!

Hopefully I’ll be back to regularly scheduled programming next week! ;)

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

And then, the cravings hit…

In an attempt to stop myself from writing yet another blog post that revolved around that event that’s coming up on Monday night, I decided today to write about the OTHER thing that is occupying all of my attention these days.

And that is “Healthy November” and trying to get myself back on a clean-eating path.

For three weeks, I was good.  I was strong.  I ate what was on my meal plan, and I was not swayed.  My treats were planned.  The number on the scales dropped.  All was well in the Healthy Land of Jill.

But I’m now in Week 4, and suddenly, faithfully, my old foe has returned. 

The Craving Monster. 

It started over the weekend.  Sunday evening, actually.  I wasn’t even hungry when all of a sudden I started thinking about mozzarella sticks with garlic dip.  And not just any mozzarella sticks with garlic dip – the kind we used to serve at the restaurant I worked at as a teen.  I swear to God, my mouth was watering just thinking about them.  I suppose my saving grace is that the restaurant closed years ago, because if it was still located just down the street, I probably would have walked down and ordered some.  At 7:30 PM on a Sunday night.

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The following day, I was heading to Renfrew after work to do some shopping for a few last-minute things I needed before the event that’s coming up on Monday night, and I knew I’d stop for a bite to eat at some point.  I spent all day thinking about what it should be.  I wasn’t scheduled for a splurge, but for some reason, all I could think about was chicken fingers and fries.  Chicken fingers and fries, chicken fingers and fries, chicken fingers and fries.  I put the brakes on that, though, and forced myself to have a sandwich at Tim Horton’s.  I settled instead for a Boston Creme donut and hot chocolate to satisfy my “I NEED A TREAT” thoughts. (Which, by the way, might have been worse than  just getting the chicken fingers and fries, according to My Fitness Pal.  ugh.)

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Most of my shopping that evening was done at Walmart.  And for me, Walmart is the devil.  Why?  Because of the lingering scent of McDonald’s that permeates the air in every single inch of the store.  McDonald’s is one of my biggest weaknesses.  So big, in fact, that I have not eaten there in almost two years.  I keep telling myself I’ll have a Big Mac someday, but I’m so afraid that if I get a taste of it again, I’ll be back to treating myself to a Big Mac every time I’m in the vicinity of a McDonald’s.  And though I don’t live near one, that can still be often.  I mean, I used to literally fabricate reasons to go to Aylmer just so I could have McDonald’s.  I drool just thinking about it.

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Needless to say, visions of Big Macs and McD’s french fries have danced in my head ever since.

The doors have been opened.  The cravings are waltzing in left, right and centre.  In the past four days, I have fantasized about pancakes with corn syrup, big luscious poutines (also still haven’t had one of them in almost two years), cheese burgers of all makes, shapes, and sizes.  Not to mention my freezer is chock-full of Christmas baking, which, if I stop and listen closely, actually whispers my name.

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The Cranberry Bliss bars are especially insistent. “Jillian.  Oh, Jillian.  We’re here and waiting to be eaten.  Come get us!!”

My head is a sick, sick place, I tell you.

The really sad part is that the holiday season hasn’t even really hit yet.  There are so many treats and indulgences that come with the month of December, and it’s just around the corner.  I had three solid weeks of healthiness in November, but that’s not enough.  I can’t enter into Christmastime and just lose control.

I have to shake these cravings that are threatening my success.  I’m hoping that maybe they are stress-related, with that event that’s coming up on Monday (even though I’m not really feeling stressed…)

I need to hang tough.  Get through this.  Stay mindful and hold firm.

The life of a food addict isn’t easy, friends.

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Random Tuesday Stuff

  • My brain is already scattered, so what else to do but random it up?
  • Less than a week.  It’s officially LESS THAN A WEEK til the Christmas House Tour.  November feels like it’s dragged on forever.  I’ve been super busy, obviously, getting everything ready, but Halloween feels like it was an eternity ago.  I’m so excited that Tour night is finally almost here!
  • Last night, I had to buy 10 extension chords.  TEN.  Crazy.
  • Barring any last minute disasters (there’s bound to be one or two), I’m feeling pretty ready.  A few more goodies to make for the treat table, a few more little projects, some final finishing touches, and I’ll be good to go.  I can’t believe it.
  • Thank God there’s still one more whole weekend left to prepare, though, as the evenings this week are full.  Tonight is my only night at home all WEEK.  I’m even having to wake up early to get my work-outs done in the morning, and everyone knows how much I LOATHE that alarm going off an hour earlier. 
  • It’s a good thing everything is pretty well ready or else I’d be freaking out right now! Oh, of course I”m kind of freaking out anyways.  Every time I cross something off the “To Do List”, another thing seems to get added on!
  • Friday is our company Christmas party, which is a luncheon this year starting at noon, and then I’m off on Monday to make darn sure everything is ready for that night – so I’m kinda looking at this as a long weekend coming up!  Woo Hoo!
  • The non-woo-hoo part is that because all the decorating is pretty much done, this weekend is about cleaning.  And cleaning is not so much fun.
  • OK – enough House Tour rambling.  Here’s something that’s bothering me right now:  Bill Cosby.  I don’t want Bill Cosby to be a bad guy.  I don’t like reading all of these allegations against him, and I don’t want them to be true.  I want my image of Cliff Huxtable to remain squeaky-clean and in tact.  I know he’s been through this before, but now with each new story, it does appear that the man wielded his power, fame, and money in an inappropriate way over young women.  There’s a big part of me that doesn’t want to believe it.  It might be wrong of me to say it, but I want them to leave him alone.
  • Despite my gung-ho-ness about Christmas, I still have only watched on Christmas movie, and that was The Nightmare Before Christmas.  I have some ground to make up.
  • Whoops…I’m back to Christmas again, aren’t I.  Sorry dudes.
  • Healthy November!  It’s rolling on!  I’m still not even close to being back down to my goal weight, but I’m back in my comfort zone, so I’ll take it.  Clothes don’t feel tight anymore, and that’s the main thing.
  • I have to confess that I did a pile of Christmas baking on the weekend, and I taste-tested probably a teensy bit too much.  Could be why I’m still so far away from the Magic Number. ;)
  • And…I think that’s all the random I’ve got for today!

Happy Tuesday, friends!!

Friday, November 21, 2014

Les Confessions.

My favourite day of the week is here again at last! I’m going to kick off the weekend in my usual way with some Friday Confessions.

I confess… that although I love Friday, I was not particularly fond of how it treated me this morning. I bought a load of baking ingredients last night, thus my cupboards are kind of jam-packed right now. When I tried pushing my Shakeology bag back into said jam-packed cupboard this morning after making my shake, it pushed out a box of … wait for it … toothpicks. Eleventy billion toothpicks scattered from one end of the kitchen to the other. Awesome.

I confess… that I totally blew the budget last night on things like Baker’s Chocolate, chocolate chips, candied cherries, flour, sugar, condensed milk, Oreo cookies… Dudes, Christmas baking is an expensive sport. But I’m pretty sure it will be worth it.

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I confess… that I’m SO excited to get my bake on this weekend! There’s still some decorating to do, but in and around it, I’m going to get the Christmas cookies and bark underway. I’d like to have a few treats out the night of the House Tour for folks to sample. The goal will be for me to not sample them too much in advance.

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I confess… that my perception of when Christmas is has been totally skewed by this House Tour. It dawned on me after I tossed and turned all night with my head just spinning with what’s left to do and the anxious excitement building inside me, that I’m feeling very much like I do in the days leading up to Christmas. This year, I get an advanced screening of it because instead of getting wound up for Dec. 25th, I’m now getting wound up for Dec. 1st. By the time actual Christmas gets here, I’m going to have felt totally strung out for 6 weeks I think.

I confess… that it’s the good kind of “strung out” though. The good kind of stress. Not the kind that makes me want to explode into tears and bury myself in a hole in the ground.  Thank goodness.

I confess… that my friend Lindsay’s excitement over her new PVR this week has me looking back fondly to just over a year ago when I finally got my PVR, and how excited I was about it. It felt like the coolest thing in the world. I still very deeply appreciate it every day – especially that sacred time each day that I get to spend with Jimmy. ;)

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I confess… that as much as I love being able to fast-forward through commercials, I do find myself stopping every now and then to watch the odd Christmas commercial. Life is just empty without Christmas commercials.

I confess… that I have to admit, I was a teensy-tiny bit jealous of Buffalo and their snow this week.  Pretty sure they’d all kick me in the head for saying that, but there’s a part of me that would really love to be part of a giant snowstorm like that.  I don’t suppose I’d be loving it so much if I was actually there, especially now with the temps rising and flood warnings becoming urgent, but that feeling of been trapped inside with six feet of snow blocking your front door?  Gives me a little thrill just thinking about it.

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I confess… that this is normally the time of year that I start to get jealous of my American buddies because they’re getting all psyched up for Thanksgiving. This year, I can honestly say because of my early on-set Christmas spirit, I don’t even begrudge them their turkey dinner. I am excited because it feels like once American Thanksgiving is over, the Christmas season can officially begin!

I confess… that I don’t think I’ve ever talked so much about Christmas in November before in my life. I’m sorry guys… Nope. Not sorry at all. ;)

Have a fabulous weekend, everyone!!

Thursday, November 20, 2014

When is it that I’m supposed to get old again?

In some ways, I can definitely tell that I’m 31 years old now.

For one thing, I’ve noticed my bottom teeth are starting to get discoloured.  I’ve always had pretty decent, nice, fairly white teeth.  Now, suddenly, there’s a brownish stain developing around the edges.  They tell me it’s because of drinking coffee.  Adult problems.

Another thing has been the introduction of All Bran into my diet in the past year.  And, well… yeah.  We won’t get into that one too much.

Of course, there’s the constant dread every time I wake up in the morning and have to analyze the wrinkles and creases around my eyes in the mirror.  Where the hell did THEY come from?!  I don’t like them.

I can’t stay up past 10 PM.  Even on weekends.  That desire to go out and get drunk and dance all night is long gone.  I watch Saturday Night Live on Sunday mornings with a hot cup of joe, like a grown up.

But, in many other ways, I still very much feel like a kid at heart.  And I’ve thought a lot about that lately as I reflect on my taste in music.

When is it that people reach the age that they stop liking “new” music?  When I was a kid, my parents hated the music we listened to.  When we went on Sunday drives, we were relegated to the few tapes my father would allow – Elvis Presley, Gail Gavan, Kenny Rogers, and, if he was really living on the edge, Randy Travis.

My mom & dad’s record collection (which has been dug out of a dusty basement corner recently with the purchase of a new record player for my mom) is limited to the likes of The Platters, The Everly Brothers, gospel records, Floyd Cramer, Anne Murray, and, of course, good ol’ Elvis.

If I was in the basement blasting the New Kids, or, in my teen years, the Backstreet Boys, or any number of pop, rock, country, or rap artists (ooooh how they loved my Eminem phase!), dancing around like a cool kid, I would almost always here the mighty slam of the door upstairs as the ‘rents tried to block out “all that racket”.

I don’t have kids, so I don’t really know.  But if I had, say, a 7-year-old there’s a good chance my kid might like Justin Bieber.  Or Katy Perry.  Taylor Swift.  Ariana Grande.  Maroon 5.  Or any number of the big hit-makers I listen to daily on my favourite radio stations.  My go-to station is still Hot 89.9 (although I do bounce around quite a bit on the radio dial, depending on my mood.)

If my kid was downstairs blasting One Direction’s, “Steal My Girl”, I’m more likely to yell “TURN IT UP!!!” rather than slam the door to block it out.  Because that’s my jam, yo.

I keep wondering when I’ll reach that age.  That age when I start shaking my head and saying, “Man, they sure don’t make ‘em like The Tragically Hip anymore.  Have these kids ever even heard of Nirvana?  Do they understand the pure genius that is Bruce Springsteen?  Fools, I tell you!  They are all FOOLS!”

I love me some classic rock.  And I thoroughly enjoy digging out old CD’s and listening to the sounds of my youth.  The bands and singers that I grew up with, the ones my parents tried to shut down.  I’ve even developed a deep appreciation – and yes, in some cases, love – for those “golden oldies” that my parents brought us up on.

But I also really love a lot of the current stuff too.  I haven’t yet hit that stage where a song comes on, and I think, “ugh.  This is terrible.  WHAT is wrong with the youth of today?!  Where is the oldies station?!”

I hope I never do.