• To the Masters of Holiday Ceremony, the Orchestrators of Joy…

    You know what is a horrible combination? Christmas preparations and PMS. Just ask my husband. Last night, I completely lost my sh*t when he simply asked me which pan he should use to melt chocolate. Totally out of the blue. It was like I was possessed. In my defense (and it’s really no defense at all), I had just stubbed my toe putting away the millionth item of Ivy’s that had migrated from her playroom. The real truth of it? I just didn’t want one more person to need one more thing from me. I am tapped out. And the sad thing is that he, my husband, was just simply…

  • Holiday Frame of Mind: Why this heathen is putting up a nativity set.

    Christmas is coming, y’all. No, I’m not shunning Thanksgiving. In fact, I’m in the throws of preparing to host it. However, for the last few years, I’ve decorated for Christmas right before Thanksgiving. We enjoy being surrounded by twinkling Christmas trees and garland galore while we eat our turkey. And we’re not one dang bit sorry! I have so many bins of holiday decor at this point that I honestly think they are breeding in the basement and multiplying. For the last couple of years, I’ve stuck to the same “theme” though, if you will. I’m drawn to vintage and nostalgic items. Not just for the way they look –…

  • Winter is here.

    *** ’Tis the season… of chaos. How is everyone hanging in there? I always think I have it so together about a month before Christmas and then all hell breaks loose about two weeks out. Shopping is done, for the most part. Baking, not so much. Wrapping? Not a single gift has been looked at since being shoved in the closet or hidden under a down comforter. Ugh, I dread the wrapping. I always try to psych myself up for it by convincing myself it will be peaceful, relaxed and merry. I pour myself a glass of wine, turn on the first of my annual gift-wrapping movie line-up (The Holiday,…

  • Herding cats and pterodactyls.

    So angelic, right? Yeah, keep reading.   First things first, I have eaten cheesy hash brown potatoes (leftover from Thanksgiving) for breakfast every morning since last Thursday. I don’t know why I felt compelled to tell you that, but I thought I should cop to it somewhere. I feel better. Moving on… The holidays are officially in full swing over here in the Farmer household and I couldn’t be happier. What is it about holiday music and movies and decorations that brings such a feeling of utopia to so many people?  It’s almost like earth pumps out uppers into the hemisphere getting most of us high for the entire month of December.…