The high from Christmas and New Years is slowly dying out. This part of the year is always my least favorite. Colder weather is still to come and there is a LONG period of time before any fun holidays to look forward to.
Such a drag.
Why aren’t there better holidays in February and March? I need like one holiday off work a month. At least. And why can’t lights be a part of all holidays? I’m not ready for everyone to put away their Christmas lights outside. It makes the early sunsets more tolerable.
I know I sound pessimistic tonight – I’m just trying to mentally prepare myself that I’m putting way my Christmas decorations tomorrow.
Send good vibes because this Christmas junkie is losing her spirit.
So I’ve been wanting a sewing machine for about a year now and I finally had nothing that I needed specifically as a Christmas gift, so I was able to ask for something that I WANTED. (Dylan’s parents are great gift givers – they will get you exactly what you ask for)
I never really thought I would be the parent that makes clothes for my children, but that is kinda what I want to be able to do in the future. I know this machine isn’t top-grade, but obviously I’m a beginner and I’ll write my review to acknowledge that I don’t have a ton of experience in the sewing world.
My Grandmother did teach me how to sew with her machine when I was young, but I’ve never owned one or tried to operate one by myself. It’s probably been about ten years since I’ve sewn on a machine with my Grandma.
The first night I got it out of the box and set it up, I was able to successfully figure out how to wind a bobbin and thread the top by myself. When I got to the bottom bobbin, I struggled to figure out how to get the thread to run up and catch.
It was harder to figure out because the instructions that came with the machine had no words or descriptions, only photos. You can go on Singer’s website and get the instructions with words (which is what I did), but that takes more time if you’re struggling with one section that you can’t figure out.
I gave up that night and put the machine without getting a stitch in.
The second night, I figured it out almost right away and started stitching some loose random fabric. I then thought I could try making a pillow out of one of Della’s old onesies. So I went to her room, grabbed a onesie that was too small for her. I cut it up, and successfully made a pillow!!
It wasn’t perfect, but it’s so cute! For a last minute project done by a beginner with no help, I think it turned out pretty well. Della uses it for her baby dolls.
The machine runs smooth and is very simple to thread. It doesn’t have the auto needle threader apparatus, but it’s still a solid machine for someone wanting to start out and learn the craft. The stitches are tight and the machine doesn’t run very loud. I was thinking it would be much noisier, but it surprised me. The small storage compartment is handy. It has several different types of stitches as well, so you can do a variety of looks.
So far, I’d definitely recommend this machine to someone wanting to get into sewing.
It’s been a few days! Long days, it feels like. But in another sense, it also FLEW BY. I know some people are already taking down their decorations and that part of the aftermath of Christmas makes me sad. I’m not ready to let go of the joy that Christmas time brings me. Especially not after these last few months. I told my fiancé that I was going to leave the tree up year round and just decorate it for the holiday (i.e Hearts and cards for Valentines Day, clovers for St Pattys Day). He told me no 😂
We started out Christmas Day at our home where we opened gifts as a family. We got Della a super cute kitchen set for Christmas. SHE LOVED IT and I’m thankful because we were up til 1am putting it together 😅
I got Dylan a pair of new boots
We then went to Dylans’ mom’s house and opened presents. We facetimes grandparents while opening presents instead of going to their house for lunch.
It was a very different Christmas, but I still loved every second of it. I’m sad that it’s over.
I hope you all had a great Christmas!!
What was your favorite gift? Mine is my new sewing machine!
I love the holidays. It was always a cheerful and happy time growing up. Our parents always presented the Christmas spirit in a beautiful, sentimental way. Now that I’m an adult, I appreciate that we did so much more than open presents.
We made homemade ornaments and spent an entire day making cookies, fudge, and candy.
We all loaded up in the station wagon to go to the Christmas tree farm. We held hands around our tree and sang “Oh, Christmas Tree” before cutting it down.
We packed all nine of us in a car so that we only had to pay one admission into the Avenue of Lights.
We decorated the tree, yard, and house as a family.
We made a trip to town to drive down Maine Street and look at the lights.
We jammed out to Christmas carols and made jokes about someday doing this with kids of our own.
And now the holidays that we joked about ten years ago are actually upon us.
We now have the opportunity to share all of the beautiful and happy memories that we cherish, with our children.
Christmas was always so much less about gifts, than it was about spending time with family. No matter what was going on, Christmas was always the ultimate uniter.
I’ve witnessed so much love, forgiveness, and acceptance during this time of the year. It’s as if the magic in the air guides everyone back to where they belong. Grudges vanish, judgements cease, and love conquers all.
At least that’s what Christmas is and always will be for our family.
I’m thankful to now be able to feel what my parents always felt while spending time with us during the holidays. I can feel a smile buried in my chest when carrying on traditions that I shared with my family as a child.
Della had such a big day with the babysitter at daycare that she didn’t even make it home before she was dead asleep in the backseat. She napped for a bit once we got home so we had a late night playing under the lights.
It’s a Friday night, who cares?
She was in such a happy, energetic mood and it’s moments like these that make me cherish my family so much. We were laying on the floor laughing and playing and the view was so beautiful that I’m glad I thought to get the camera out to capture some of the love we all felt.
I’m so blessed to have built a cozy, loving home for our daughter alongside Dylan. We work so hard on being the best parents that we can be, so seeing the glee on Della’s face tonight was just the vibe I needed to start preparing for the end of 2020 (finally!). There is so much to be thankful for.
This year hasn’t been perfect, but there have been perfect moments within it. I’m glad I’m still able to cherish the lights. 🎄
My family and I took a trip to see what our closest city calls the “Festival of Lights.”
They close a large park, cover it in Christmas lights, and charge people by the car to drive through. Our daughter will be two next month and she actually liked it more than I thought she might. She just wanted to see the “neigh neighs.” (She loves horses)
It was a short trip, but it was well worth it. My parents used to take us to see the lights at that same park when we were kids. It’s comforting to feel full circle.
I’m currently sitting at the dining room table next to the Christmas tree. I love the way my home feels when Christmas décor is up. It’s just warm and cozy in a way that no other décor can make it.
I enjoy wine. So I’m also enjoying a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc and watching a show called Virgin River on Netflix. It’s pretty good if you like small town drama-type movies and TV shows. It’s trending #1 in the US on Netflix right now.
Not a whole lot to say tonight. I need to send out my rent check, so this bottle of wine is warranted.
We try not to go out much so we spent the weekend decorating our Christmas tree and putting up our outdoor lights.
I love the holidays even more now that I have a child of my own. We get to recreate our favorite childhood memories and make new ones of our own. There’s so much opportunity for creativity and it’s so fun to reminisce every year.