Lately I’ve been loving on my tumblr a lot more than my blog here. BUT the good news is that I’ve got some lovely pictures to share with you to make you feel all Christmassy inside.
I love Christmas baubles. Nicole bought me some baubles for Christmas and I just love them.
How cute are these!!
Gaily the ring, while people sing songs of good cheer – Christmas is here!
This looks so amazing – I want to see it in real life!
Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful” – Norman Vincent Peale
Scott Calvin:Here we are. Denny’s. Always open.
Charlie:I don’t wanna eat here.
Scott Calvin:What are you talking about? Everybody likes Denny’s, it’s an American institution.
Yes that is a book Christmas tree and probably the coolest thing ever!
Merry Christmas Bloggers – and thanks for reading .Steffany. this past year – one of my biggest blogging years yet!
A little early Christmas present for you all – I finished my life video!
Merry Christmas – enjoy!
In an effort to overcome my naturally negative disposition. Here’s some things I love at the moment.
List of things I love
Making lists. I started this ‘100 things to do before I’m 30′ list last weekend. It’s a pretty fun thing to just write. To think of all the things you want to do in life.
New music and old music. I’ve been doing a fair bit of downloading (all legal of course) and a lot of copying of old cd’ onto my itunes. I just put an old Stephen Curtis Chapman christmas album onto the itunes. Pretty cool stuff. Downloading some of The Almost. Can’t wait to see them live.
Planning holidays. I’m believing that I will be able to get a particular weekend off work, so that I can go on this amazing trip. Details to come.
Photos. My new camera is going well and taking some great pics. Takes wonderful photos at night, and is so ridiculously light, that I forget I’m carrying it.
Nando’s Salads. I really love the mediterranean chicken salad. I’m not sure if its the dressing or the classic nando’s chicken – but it’s delicious.
Ruth Limkin. A living breathing legend. If you combine Nando’s and Ruth – what an evening!
Art. Emily and Laura (basically the only people who really follow this blog – haha) I’ve started work on my entry again. You should hopefully see it soon.
Jesus. He’s been a pretty great source of strength lately. I kinda really love Him.
Christmas. I’m a super big fan of Christmas. It’s coming and it’s coming soon. I get two wonderful weeks off and I think I’ve started to drool just thinking about it.
Tegan Maree. Talking to her is the best part of my day.
My best friend Tegan Churcher, is in Tasmania right now. Not only is she my best friend, but she’s also been my housemate for the last year, and a damn good one at that. I talked to her on the phone today (ashamedly the first time since she’s been in Tasmania) and it was like weights were lifted off my shoulders. I’m in a stellar mood right now simply from talking to her. Is this friendship — I think so! We also talked about how in our old age, we aren’t becoming softie’s but in fact are getting worse at expressing our emotions. (We forgot to say love you and miss you at the end of the conversation). So in an effort to redeem myself, and express more of my undying affection for a great friend. Here’s a tribute, in words and picture, to one Tegan Maree Churcher.
Tegan has great fashion sense. You wouldn’t think it was possible to look that good considering how little she spends.
Tegan is a committed friend. The above picture is from my 19th birthday dinner in QLD, even though Tegan currently lived in Tasmania. She also does a brilliant fish face.
Tegan is a great shopping partner. This is us at Ikea – she’s also really great a home decoration kinda stuff. And curtseying with her shorts.
She loves Jesus, a lot. This picture is some proof, us at the Designing Women conference at Northside church.
She’s easy to talk to. Sometimes, too easy. And we talk long into the night when we should be asleep. Great conversationalist.
She really loves Christmas. Tegan is Christmas, almost. I always planned my trips to Tasmania at Christmas time, because Christmas isn’t the same without her. I love singing carols with her, Christmas shopping with her and Christmas eating with her.
She’s supportive. I think that’s really important. I always feel loved and supported, like she’ll always be on my side. Unless I’m flat out wrong – then she’ll tell me. 🙂
She is seriously, seriously good looking. Not many smiles better than that one you see above.
She loves her boyfriend Mikhail a lot. Despite the fact that he burnt her with an iron.. (it’s not what it sounds like – but still!) Oh and look at that hair.. hot!
She enjoys some good cold rock – where the rocks are cold. Tegan is great with personal jokes, we have countless personal jokes, including cold rock.
She’s my best friend. And I love her a lot.
Today I was a part of the Northside Church’s Christmas Choir. We did this amazing rendition of Carol of the Bells, complete with 50 person 4 part choir, an amazing band and the beautiful Chare David on the Grand Piano.
It was an interesting thing to be part of. It was frustrating most of the time. What with song changes at the last minute etc, but I think in the end, it was worth it. It sounded really good and I think the effect was just what was needed.
I think lots of things in life are like that, sometimes the journey isn’t everything you wished it to be. You get frustrated, taken for granted, upset, tired. But I think, if you choose to be part of something worthwhile, no matter how the journey is, the destination is worthwhile. I want my life to sound good, and I want it to affect people’s lives and for it to be just what they need.
Christmas Love to everyone.
I’ve been pretty slack lately and haven’t been changing my desktop much less uploading my desktop pictures.. but here is today’s desktop. Christmas orientated of course. Because I love Christmas and I love this picture. Sure, it’s not my fireplace.. but it sure is pretty.
Tegan, Emma and myself named our unit ‘The Tasmania House’.
It is named this mainly because Tegan and Emma were born and lived all their lives in Tasmania.. and I lived there for a about 6 years. Hold the Tasmanian jokes please.
This Christmas will be our first Tasmania House Christmas, and sadly, our last as we are all off on our separate ways next year. But I thought I’d post the picture, because I think it’s a decent achievement for my first Christmas tree. In inherited it from my parents, who bought it the year I was born. So I guess it’s symbolic or something.
O Holy Night is my favourite Christmas carol. Or at least one of my favourite Christmas carols. I’m fairly partial to God Rest Ye Merry Gentleman and Carol of the Bells. But that’s not important right now.
I love but have also been confused by some of the lyrics in O Holy Night.
The thrill of hope
The weary world rejoices
I guess I never really thought about what it meant each time I sung along to it at church or on a cd or wherever. But I’ve been thinking a lot about it recently. I’ve actually been thinking a lot about Christmas Carols and how biblical they are. How the most atheist of people can quite happily sing words like ‘Fall on your knees, O hear the angels voices’. But back to the lyrics at hand.
I guess… hope is thrilling. Although I’ve never really thought of it like that. To so many, to hope is to risk something, sometimes everything. To hope for a blissful marriage.. that’s risky. To hope for the new business venture to work out.. that’s risky. To hope for Zac Efron to somehow meet a 20 yr old red headed girl from Australia and realise that she is his soul mate.. that’s risky. But I think, if you want it to be, hope can be thrilling.
In the mess of it all.. we’ve lost the thrill. We’ve hoped too many times and our hopes were dashed. The marriage broke down, the business went bust because of the economic crisis and Zac Efron is dating a beautiful brunette from America. I think a lack of hope leads to weariness. Weariness of the soul.
When Jesus was born.. he truly brought real hope to the world. And he bought thrill back into fashion as the hope we have in Jesus can’t be easily lost. A weary world rejoices because of the birth of one man. I know I’m weary.. I’m weary from all the hopelessness. But I’m thankful for real hope – and I think that’s why the world rejoices at Christmas. At least, that’s why I rejoice at Christmas – my weary soul is filled with thrilling hope.