Matt and I were going to a Christmas event tonight, but the weather turned dreary, so we all stayed in. I basically got dressed for Jesus!
I remember when Amanda, Kate and I saw Mom in makeup since YEARS. We were all floored. That photo of the four of us celebrating Amanda’s engagement in spring 2021 became the photo I assigned Dad’s contact to in my phone.
My favorite makeup look I’ve ever done is still my accidental ying-yang face. I just never finished the second eye, and then I realized what I did there.
Christmas was always a fun time growing up. Mom decked the front porch of East Street with faux garland and red bows with jingle bells, so every time the two front screen doors banged shut they’d jingle. She’d also deck the windows with the wooden shutters and the living room entryway with the same garland. It was just enough.
I remember the year Dad put Christmas lights on the roof. It was so new I seem to remember lights being among the shingles.
Decorating our first home on Pinto Pony Lane with Christmas lights will always be a great memory. I tormented Matt!
That year Redland Ranch Homeowners Association created a new award category “Most Creative Handmade Design”. We gave the annual first place award winners friendly competition. I don’t think we ever won first place, and rightfully so, their first place was always breathtakingly imaginative. Second place we had won, yes. It was a beautiful time on Pinto Pony Ln. The “Reason for the Season” award was always reserved for the house with the 3D manger scene. Matt and I came a long way with our Christmas lights there; it all began with a Christmas tree we made with lights Kate happened to notice we accidentally made to look pregnant.
Growing up, the Baptist church’s Christmas pageant with the live camel was an annual attraction for us as was The Victoria Ballet’s production of The Nutcracker at The Victoria College’s Fine Arts Auditorium - the show was as grand as a big city’s. Mom even made each one of us our very own Clara dresses one Christmas. By the reception we received at Christmas Eve Mass, I think Amanda, Kate and I in our hand sewn Christmas dresses were an annual attraction, too. Mom had skill at the sewing machine; it was a hobby she could be hired for.
Dad always stayed behind while the four of us were at Christmas Eve Mass. Santa ALWAYS came to our house while we were at that Mass, he never failed. It wasn’t too hard to get through that Mass because we were just as excited to sing in the children’s choir or read a reading or responsorial psalm. I think one Christmas Eve, Amanda was the pianist in our children’s choir.
I remember the year I got a Little Miss Makeup. I had opened every present I received, and the way I asked the camcorder, I knew Mom and Dad couldn’t have forgotten her. It was my saved the best for last moment.
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