Ornamental, my dear Watson.

Hello Everyone!

Today, I packed my entire life into 3 boxes, a small crate, a contractor's trash bag, and a suitcase. That's right! I'm heading off to college soon! I'm scared of course, but also very excited to be starting this new chapter in  my life. Anyway, today's post will be about...transition. I'm thinking this is going to be a short one because I have to really think about how to connect this transition to Christmas but....OH! I've got it. I'm going to talk about Christmas ornaments.

Every time that my family gets a new ornament, my mom says  "you know, when you move out, we'll have to make a box of the ornaments that you want to take with you." Ornaments are one of the most interesting things to me (as far as decorations go) because I believe that they hold the most history. My mom has kept ornaments that her grandmother made way back when. I'm looking forward to collecting all of my own ornaments and putting them on a tree each year. Right now there are just a few that I am really attached to but I have a goal to have at least 100.

I enjoy ornaments as I'm sure you can tell. This year in fact, I want to construct ornaments to give to family and friends. Oh, shoot! I just ruined the surprise...oh well.

Here's a quaint anecdote: every year I give Glenn a special ornament that I pick out very early in the Christmas season. Two years ago I bought this really cool Devil head that is bright red with great features and purple sparkly horns. Last year, I bought him a purple octopus. When I brought it home, I was going to wrap it and accidentally broke one of the legs off. The legs were all really thin pieces of glass, but luckily the leg didn't shatter so I could just super glue it back on. It looked like it was never even broken, and the break itself just added character and a good story for Christmas morning.

I'm sorry that I don't have much more to talk about...

Until tomorrow,
Lasagna Claus

Remember: only 125 days until Christmas!