Bethlehem Church Activity

I'm dedicating a blog entry to our church Christmas party because I thought it was so well done. The invitations were scrolls telling us we needed to come to Bethlehem to be taxed and to wear proper attire. The day of the party I pulled out my scrap fabric box and came up with something I didn't have to sew, this:



I was married to a Roman soldier. I wish I had a picture of him standing up, it was a good outfit some clever person came up with. He had a little "Hear ye, hear ye..." part at the beginning of the program.

This is a picture of my brother-in-law, he was the Census taker. I wish I had a picture of their family, they were the first ones I saw as we walked up to the booth to sign in on a scroll and they looked so cute.



We were given a little bag of coins to use at different booths. They had a market with chicken and loaves of bread, grapes and cheese, and desserts:






It was funny seeing everyone in Biblical attire. Hopefully they don't mind me sticking their picture on my blog.



The YW took turns being the water well girl.



They also had tents with games for the kids, making bead bracelets, making little pots (out of magic model clay), writing Hebrew and a spice jar shop. They even had a tailor shop were you could get clothing if you didn't show up with any:


That's Kynlee in the blue. It was a little hard finding your own children, their outfits started blending together.


That guy is actually Jewish, he married a Mormon- what a cool couple.



Then we all sat down and watched a nativity program.





The church was decorated so well, I wish I had taken all of my cul-de-sac with us. They really out did themselves and it really felt like a market we were bustling around in. It cracks me up to watch Ander. He just has to go along with things. OK, you want to put that on my head and we're going here and it's all normal apparently. Behind Ander you can see a little of Michael's soldier outfit, the skirt thing and cape.

I told the activity leader that we should do that activity every couple of months, that probably would make her faint, but well done.

Hair Tales

A few years ago my hair was the shortest I had ever cut it, about here:



Then I started growing it long, and I wondered how long I could get it for a nice donation. I got here:



I don't know how women get it to their waist. It was already getting in the way of things. The kids kept sitting on it, Michael pulled out a chunk when he took Ander from my arms, I found apple stickers hanging out, one day I walked out to get the mail and came back with a spider dangling from the end. It was time to cut...



There it is. A done deal. I was wimpy in the moment and didn't go as short as before, but now that I made the first step, I'm ready for the second.

I may even go to the length Michael sported in college:




That's seriously him,

awesome.

Yes, I'm here to see Dr. Walker...

'Tis the Season to be...

That's right. It is not the season for me to think I'm justified in spending a lot of money like it has been in the past. Frugal is the word on my mind. We have enough of that, we can do without that, I don't NEED any of that...

We've had a lot of out-of-the-ordinary expenses in the last 6 months, and December is a bit bleak. January looks brighter, so I just need to hold on through this month. We'll have to make the magic happen this season on small amounts, which will be good for me to go back to my non spendy ways for a time.