'Tis the season, you guys. The season for new holiday traditions. Because this year, the usual recipes for goodies just won't work.
Because people who are anti-Valentine's Day can have fun too.
I'm cancelling 12 Days of Christmas DIY early this year. I had good intentions with this series. I truly did. I started it last year and it was so much fun. I was hesitant this year because there was so much going on.
Because everything is better when it comes from (or is in) a jar.
Because sometimes you want a tree, but can't have a tree.
Because Christmas deserves some homemade yummy, chocolately, minty treats.
Because you don't have to spend a ton to spread Christmas cheer.
Because holiday cards need a proper display.
Because your tree needs a whole lot of homemade love.
Because I want to make all of the wreaths.
Because your outdoor space needs more than a blow up Santa this holiday season.
Holiday traditions are the best. No matter how big, small, or silly they may seem.
The holidays are awesome. Holl & Lane is awesome. So the holiday issue of Holl & Lane? More awesomeness than I can describe.
I hope your day is filled with lots of food, fun, love, friends, family, and pie.
I'm not doing anything for Easter this year because I'm lame, but here are some Easter cocktails you should probably make.
Even though I know nothing about March Madness, there is one thing I can totally get behind. The food and the party (OK, technically that's two things. But they work together.)
There was so much basketball over the weekend I don't even remember my life before it. So naturally I did a little live blogging.
So we've established that Mr. T is obsessed with March Madness. And I'm beginning to think that people might think I am too with all of these posts about it. I mean, sheesh. Anyway. Mr. T. He's crazy about March Madness. But this will be my third with him and I still married him so that means I (and we've) successfully navigated it without killing each other. So here are four tips for surviving March Madness when your significant other is a basketball freak (like mine).
If you can't beat 'em, join 'em.
I personally say, watch it with them. The thing about March Madness (and what I've noticed about most of sports) is that it isn't the opera. You can chat and goof around. Have some drinks and food. It's fun to just hang out. So why not? And, of course, when I say chat I don't mean have a deep serious conversation. I just mean it's not like the opera.
I firmly believe that you shouldn't try to steer your boo away from watching. That just causes issues and no one wants that over a basketball game (or, you know, 994 basketball games). So, compromise. Maybe he (or she) doesn't always get to watch it on the big TV. Maybe you get to pick the snacks. Maybe he has to cook you dinner or give you a massage. Whatever.
Just pretend to understand.
I will admit it, I don't understand watching basketball for that many hours. It's so many! But I don't really have to. It makes him happy. It's something he enjoys (and enjoyed long before Jess Downey was even a thing in his life). There are plenty of things I do that I am sure he doesn't understand. That's just how it works.
Do your own thing.
If you're really not into it, that's cool too. Your guy or gal shouldn't make you watch anymore than you should make them not watch. So use it as an advantage to get some me time in and do whatever that involves.
And to prove that it's possible (just in case that whole lifetime commitment with marriage thing didn't do it for ya), I am going to have a little recap after each round -- a diary if you will -- of watching March Madness with Mr. T. Be on the look out for the first one next week.
I know nothing about March Madness, but I filled out a bracket anyway (and it's awesome).