Just last month, it became apparent to me just how much phone technology has changed our lives.
My young adult Sunday school class had a hot dog roast at a church member’s farm, taking advantage of one more glorious fall day where the pale blue sky provided a backdrop to the orange and yellow hues of the maples and oaks.
All the carloads of attendees arrived but one, and it became apparent they had gotten lost.
A Ferris wheel turns near spinning tea cups and a duck hunt carnival game while skaters glide across a frozen pond in front of the Holiday Diner located near Bowlarama and Graceland.
Stepping into the Elizabethtown home of Juanita Powell is like being transported to a special world, one where rustic fishing villages co-exist with a ‘50s community, where a Swiss chalet is nestled amid barn dances.
The Christmas village display takes up about half her living room.
‘Tis the season of joy. Christmas is near and during this festive holiday season, it’s good to remember it should be about joy.
The shopping season also is here as customers search for the right gift or a gift to be able to mark a name off the list. It’s a tradition we go shopping during the Black Friday weekend. My mom, daughter and I make the outing to enjoy the camaraderie of special loved ones and friends.
I’ve been listening to Christmas music for at least the past three weeks, much to my husband’s irritation. I mean, it’s not like it’s on all the time, and it’s only in the car when he’s not riding with me. But still. He knows and is therefore sufficiently bothered.