Showing posts with label holiday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label holiday. Show all posts

Friday, April 18, 2014

The Easter Story: In Real Life

One of the most popular posts on Apricots Today is The Christmas Story: In Real Life. In our many trips to Israel while living in the Middle East, we took a vast collection of pictures relating to the Easter story as well. Enjoy this modern day walk through the Easter events. 

{scripture taken from The Message}

The Royal Welcome {Matthew 21:1-11}

When they neared Jerusalem, having arrived at Bethphage on Mount Olives, Jesus sent two disciples with these instructions: “Go over to the village across from you. You’ll find a donkey tethered there, her colt with her. Untie her and bring them to me.

Donkeys can still be seen today on streets in the cities and villages.

The disciples went and did exactly what Jesus told them to do. They led the donkey and colt out, laid some of their clothes on them, and Jesus mounted. Nearly all the people in the crowd threw their garments down on the road, giving him a royal welcome. Others cut branches from the trees and threw them down as a welcome mat. Crowds went ahead and crowds followed, all of them calling out, “Hosanna to David’s son!” “Blessed is he who comes in God’s name!” “Hosanna in highest heaven!”

Palm trees cover the landscape today as well.

The Last Supper {Matthew 26:17-19, 26-30}

On the first of the Days of Unleavened Bread, the disciples came to Jesus and said, “Where do you want us to prepare your Passover meal?”
He said, “Enter the city. Go up to a certain man and say, ‘The Teacher says, My time is near. I and my disciples plan to celebrate the Passover meal at your house.’” The disciples followed Jesus’ instructions to the letter, and prepared the Passover meal.

Church built on the site of the Last Supper location.
During the meal, Jesus took and blessed the bread, broke it, and gave it to his disciples:
Take, eat.
This is my body.
Taking the cup and thanking God, he gave it to them:
Drink this, all of you.
This is my blood,
God’s new covenant poured out for many people
    for the forgiveness of sins.
“I’ll not be drinking wine from this cup again until that new day when I’ll drink with you in the kingdom of my Father.”

Last Supper, 1896 work by Pascal Dagnan-Bouveret
They sang a hymn and went directly to Mount Olives.

Standing near the Last Supper site looking toward the Mt. of Olives. Tombs of the Prophets are on the bottom right. The golden domes on the hill are the Russian Chapel of the Ascension.

Gethsemane {Matthew 26: 36-39}
Then Jesus went with them to a garden called Gethsemane and told his disciples, “Stay here while I go over there and pray.” Taking along Peter and the two sons of Zebedee, he plunged into an agonizing sorrow. Then he said, “This sorrow is crushing my life out. Stay here and keep vigil with me.”
Going a little ahead, he fell on his face, praying, “My Father, if there is any way, get me out of this. But please, not what I want. You, what do you want?”

The garden of Gethsemane where some olive trees are estimated to be 2000 years old.

The Crucifixion {Matthew 27:27-56}

The soldiers assigned to the governor took Jesus into the governor’s palace and got the entire brigade together for some fun. They stripped him and dressed him in a red toga. They plaited a crown from branches of a thornbush and set it on his head. They put a stick in his right hand for a scepter. Then they knelt before him in mocking reverence: “Bravo, King of the Jews!” they said. “Bravo!” Then they spit on him and hit him on the head with the stick. When they had had their fun, they took off the toga and put his own clothes back on him. Then they proceeded out to the crucifixion.

The Chapel of Flagellation believed to be where Jesus was handed the cross and flogged.

Along the way they came on a man from Cyrene named Simon and made him carry Jesus’ cross.

The corner on the Via Dolorosa (The Way of Sorrows) where Simon took the cross.
Arriving at Golgotha, the place they call “Skull Hill,” they offered him a mild painkiller (a mixture of wine and myrrh), but when he tasted it he wouldn’t drink it.

You can see the skull in the side of the hill outside the city walls today. This hill is behind a modern day bus depot!

After they had finished nailing him to the cross and were waiting for him to die, they whiled away the time by throwing dice for his clothes. Above his head they had posted the criminal charge against him: this is jesus, the king of the jews. Along with him, they also crucified two criminals, one to his right, the other to his left. People passing along the road jeered, shaking their heads in mock lament: “You bragged that you could tear down the Temple and then rebuild it in three days—so show us your stuff! Save yourself! If you’re really God’s Son, come down from that cross!”
The high priests, along with the religion scholars and leaders, were right there mixing it up with the rest of them, having a great time poking fun at him: “He saved others—he can’t save himself! King of Israel, is he? Then let him get down from that cross. We’ll all become believers then! He was so sure of God—well, let him rescue his ‘Son’ now—if he wants him! He did claim to be God’s Son, didn’t he?” Even the two criminals crucified next to him joined in the mockery.

Religious scholars spend time studying near the site of the Temple today.

From noon to three, the whole earth was dark. Around midafternoon Jesus groaned out of the depths, crying loudly, “Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?” which means, “My God, my God, why have you abandoned me?”
Some bystanders who heard him said, “He’s calling for Elijah.” One of them ran and got a sponge soaked in sour wine and lifted it on a stick so he could drink. The others joked, “Don’t be in such a hurry. Let’s see if Elijah comes and saves him.”
But Jesus, again crying out loudly, breathed his last.
At that moment, the Temple curtain was ripped in two, top to bottom. There was an earthquake, and rocks were split in pieces. What’s more, tombs were opened up, and many bodies of believers asleep in their graves were raised. (After Jesus’ resurrection, they left the tombs, entered the holy city, and appeared to many.)

Tombs surrounding the old city. Temple Mount in the background.

The captain of the guard and those with him, when they saw the earthquake and everything else that was happening, were scared to death. They said, “This has to be the Son of God!”
There were also quite a few women watching from a distance, women who had followed Jesus from Galilee in order to serve him. Among them were Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James and Joseph, and the mother of the Zebedee brothers.

The Tomb {Matthew 27:57-66}
Late in the afternoon a wealthy man from Arimathea, a disciple of Jesus, arrived. His name was Joseph. He went to Pilate and asked for Jesus’ body. Pilate granted his request. Joseph took the body and wrapped it in clean linens, put it in his own tomb, a new tomb only recently cut into the rock, and rolled a large stone across the entrance. Then he went off.

Traditional tomb stone used to roll in front of tombs that are cut into the side of the rocky hills.

But Mary Magdalene and the other Mary stayed, sitting in plain view of the tomb. After sundown, the high priests and Pharisees arranged a meeting with Pilate. They said, “Sir, we just remembered that that liar announced while he was still alive, ‘After three days I will be raised.’ We’ve got to get that tomb sealed until the third day. There’s a good chance his disciples will come and steal the corpse and then go around saying, ‘He’s risen from the dead.’ Then we’ll be worse off than before, the final deceit surpassing the first.”
Pilate told them, “You will have a guard. Go ahead and secure it the best you can.” So they went out and secured the tomb, sealing the stone and posting guards.

Risen from the Dead {Matthew 28:1-7}
After the Sabbath, as the first light of the new week dawned, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary came to keep vigil at the tomb. Suddenly the earth reeled and rocked under their feet as God’s angel came down from heaven, came right up to where they were standing. He rolled back the stone and then sat on it. Shafts of lightning blazed from him. His garments shimmered snow-white. The guards at the tomb were scared to death. They were so frightened, they couldn’t move.

The Garden Tomb just outside the city walls - one of the possible sites of Jesus' burial.
 
The other possible burial site - memorialized inside the Church of the Holy Sepulchre.
The angel spoke to the women: “There is nothing to fear here. I know you’re looking for Jesus, the One they nailed to the cross. He is not here. He was raised, just as he said. Come and look at the place where he was placed.
 “Now, get on your way quickly and tell his disciples, ‘He is risen from the dead. He is going on ahead of you to Galilee. You will see him there.’ That’s the message.”




Happy Easter!

Monday, August 13, 2012

Iftar in America

We were invited to join some friends at their iftar last weekend and it was quite a night!

First, some definitions {copied right from wikipedia}:

Ramadan {Arabic: رمضان‎} is the ninth month of the Islamic calendar; Muslims worldwide observe this as a month of fasting. This annual observance is regarded as one of the Five Pillars of Islam. The month lasts 29–30 days based on the visual sightings of the crescent moon. While fasting from dawn until sunset, Muslims refrain from consuming food, drinking liquids and sexual relations.

Iftar {Arabic: إفطار‎}, refers to the evening meal when Muslims break their fast during the Islamic month of Ramadan. Iftar is one of the religious observances of Ramadan and is often done as a community, with people gathering to break their fast together. Iftar is done right after Maghrib (sunset) time.

Now, the opening scene:

We were invited in and joined the crowd that was already gathering. A few guys were working on setting up a new TV that had recently arrived. One guy introduced them all like this:

I'm Tunisian, that guy is Egyptian, this guy is Syrian, but was raised in Kuwait, this one is Palestinian, that guy is Iraqi, but lived in Jordan and this guy is Jordanian. We have been trying to decide what to watch on TV for the last 15 minutes and can't agree on anything. We may have to call Kofi Annan.

That is when I knew we were in for a fantastic night. 

We waited for the sun to set {which is quite late when Ramadan is during the summer!}. 

And then, dug in to the amazing food!

We lined up and cut into an entire lamb...


accompanied by all the traditional delicious side dishes...


I lost count, but I believe we met around 50 new people. {And a little girl that went 'shopping' in our shoe pile that accumulated by the front door and adopted my daughters flip flops for the remainder of the night.}


After way to much food and wonderful conversations with people from all around the world, we walked away with big smiles and full bellies, having been reminded of all the delightful and quirky things we love about the Middle Eastern culture!

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Independance Day East and West

We happened to celebrate two Independence Days this year. We were in Jordan on May 25th and in the States on July 4th. You know what I noticed? They were pretty much the same. I guess patriotism is a universal value and a good excuse to blow up things and watch very fast airplanes. Our pictures are proof that even 6000 miles apart...the world really is a small place.

May 25th - geraniums and flags
July 4th - geraniums and flags


May 25th - bombs bursting in air
July 4th - bombs bursting in air

We shot this video from the 8th floor of our hotel room. We had gone to the capital for the holiday weekend and were a bit surprised by the fabulous air show we found ourselves in the middle of.

July 4th - Blue Angels @ Battle Creek, Mi Air Show (photo credit goes to my cousin Sarah!)

Independence is a wonderful thing!

Monday, December 20, 2010

A Christmas Surprise

I can't tell you what it is {because then it would not be a surprise, duh} but I can tell you that our family has cooked up a big Christmas surprise this year. We can't wait!
My two favorite Christmas gifts every year (the kids, not the chocolate Santa!)

All will be revealed on December 23rd.

Any guesses?

CLUE: If your guess is 'Santa visiting on a camel', that is not the surprise. That already happened. Ha! Ha!


 


Merry Christmas!

Sunday, December 19, 2010

My Christmas Gift to You (Free Download!)

Today is the last Sunday in Advent. Over the years I have looked and looked for a perfect advent 'recipe' to use for our family and I think I finally settled on one. The kids have really enjoyed each week. The conversation can go deep and wide or short and sweet {like the night that my girl tossed her cookies right during dinner. Yum. Advent celebrations were cut a bit short that particular evening.} Different words can be talked about and discussed. All the scripture or just part of one can be read. It really seems to be the perfect fit for us and I think it can grow with us over the coming years.

I printed ours off on card stock and cut it into four squares. You could also print it and put it in a holiday frame. So many fun possibilities.


I started this blog to 'not forget' the funny adventures and stories and moments that my family has. I had no idea that so many people would become our beloved, faithful readers. I'm actually really glad that I am not just laughing by myself. That would make me feel crazy. {Which would be scary because I already know I am crazy.} So, THANKS!

Merry Christmas from my blog to you!

Friday, December 17, 2010

The Christmas Story: In Real Life

I will be the first to admit. I don't like the holidays overseas! I know, it is a negative thing to say on my otherwise positive blog, but it is true. I'd much rather be home with family, friends and all things familiar.

But, we live overseas. SO! I tried to reflect on what actually makes Christmas living overseas good. I couldn't come up with a lot until I was reading my kids one of their favorite holiday books. It is actually an advent book where you open a door each day to reveal a little more of the Christmas story with wonderful artwork. I was reading along admiring all those beautiful pictures and my little girl pipes up and says "I think it is cool that all these places this book is talking about...we've been to them and have seen them with our own eyes!"
She was right!
I only had beautiful pictures to admire and give me a picture of the sights and scenery of the Christmas story when I was a kid. But, my kids have BEEN THERE. That is so cool! And this otherwise would not be true had we not embarked on this big overseas living adventure.

So, a little gift from my family to yours.
These are the sights of the Christmas story...in real life.

{The narration is taken from the book mentioned above.}

God sent the angel Gabriel to Mary in the village of Nazareth. The angel said, "Greetings! The Lord has blessed you and is with you. You will give birth to a son, and you are to name him Jesus. He will be called the Son of the Most High and will reign forever; his kingdom will never end. The holy one to be born to you will be God's Son. Even your cousin Elizabeth is going to have a child in her old age. Nothing is  impossible with God."
"I am the Lord's servant," Mary answered. "May everything you have said come true." Then the angel left her.

Mary's house in Nazareth which is now the altar in the largest Christian church in the Middle East.
Mary was engaged to a man names Joseph. But before they were married, an angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream. The angel told him that Mary was to have a baby from God. Joseph was to name the baby Jesus because he would save his people from their sins. He would also be called Immanuel, which means "God with us."

Joseph working in his carpentry shop in the re-enactment at Nazareth Village.
At that time, a decree said everyone had to go to his family's town to register. Joseph was from the family of David, so he and Mary went to Bethlehem, which was David's home.

About a 100 mile trip with hills, mountains, and rough terrain.

While Joseph and Mary were in Bethlehem, the time came for the baby to be born, and Mary gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in strips of cloth and placed him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.

The place of Jesus' birth, under the altar in the Church of the Nativity.
Shepherds living out in the fields nearby were keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them "Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger." When the angels returned to heaven, the shepherds said to each other, "Let's go to Bethlehem and see this thing the Lord has told us about." So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger.

Sheep with their shepherd in Shepherd's Field just outside Bethlehem.
Sometime later Wise Men from the east came to Jerusalem and asked, "Where is the one who has been born king of the Jews? We saw his star in the east and have come to worship him."
Camels traveling across the eastern desert.
Soon after his birth, Joseph and Mary presented Jesus to the Lord at the temple in Jerusalem, in keeping with the law.

The temple mount in Jerusalem, about 20 miles from Bethlehem.

That day a godly man named Simeon was in the temple. The Holy Spirit had told him he would see the Messiah before he died. Simeon took Jesus in his arms and praised God for keeping his promise. Simeon said, "I have seen the Savior you have given to the world. He is the Light that will show God to the nations. And he will be the glory of your people."

Painting in chapel on Shepherd's Field in Bethlehem.

Monday, November 29, 2010

A Little Bit of West in the East

As you know, we live in the Middle EAST.
As you know, Thanksgiving was last week.
As you know, that is a 100% WESTERN holiday.
As you know, we couldn't let a holiday pass like that being un-celebrated.
So, this is how you pull off a WESTERN holiday in the Middle EAST.
{WARNING: it is not easy}

Step 1: You get very nervous that no turkeys are showing up in the local grocery stores leading up to Thanksgiving. You block out a day near Thanksgiving to drive 4 hours up and 4 hours back to the capital to buy a turkey OR you put a friend in the capital on stand-by to buy a cooler, buy a turkey, and send it on the bus down to you. But, you rejoice when you get text messages from every foreigner you know in town the day turkeys arrive to the local grocery store. You run to the store and pay $65 for an 18 lb BUTTERBALL turkey. Then you come home and try to figure out how to squeeze a frozen 18 lb turkey into your tiny freezer.


Step 2: You google a lot of really strange things.
Google Search: can I freeze celery {because celery only shows up every once in a great while at the veggie man and if you don't grab it when he has it, your celery recipes will, well, lack celery}
Google Search: what is cream corn {because your Aunt Dena's cream corn recipe needs cream corn, so if you have to 'fabricate' it you wonder if you just dump regular corn in the blender to make cream corn}
Google Search: how do you cook a pumpkin {because, gasp, there are no cans of Libby's Pumpkin Pie mix to be found this year, so, gasp, you have to get pumpkin from A PUMPKIN to home make all the pumpkin recipes}

Step 3: You have to field funny questions from your neighbors. {In our last apartment, we received a knock on the door as the turkey was cooking. The smell was apparently wafting through the entire building. The knocker was designated by the other neighbors to come and ask if we were cooking pork. No, we said. It was our Thanksgiving turkey. He explained he had never smelled either. Then asked if his family could join us for Thanksgiving. The more the merrier!}
 
Step 4: You have to look for hidden treasures in the ingredients. {It seems that all the flour here is laced with bugs. Yum. So, not only do you have to MAKE the cornbread {no Jiffy Mix} for the corn casserole, MAKE the spice cake for the pumpkin pie cake {no Betty Crocker}, and MAKE dinner rolls {no Great Harvest Bread Co}, you have to SIFT ALL THE DRY INGREDIENTS in case there are hidden treasures. I only found a few this time around.}

Step 5: You invite people over that have become your family away from family. You eat till you can't eat no more. You all crash in the living room in a food coma. Then you play reruns of Charlie Brown and How the Grinch Stole Christmas. That's what we did. {And since it was 90 degrees out the 'kid table' got to be outside.}

Step 6: You eat tons of leftovers for days and days with no microwave to heat them up in because it was an knock-off Chinese thing that caught on fire a while back and you never bothered to replace it for fear of a second more disastrous fire.

And that, my dear blogging friends is how you bring a Western holiday to the East. 

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

Now I'm off to figure out Christmas!

Friday, November 12, 2010

Happy Eid!

'Eid' in Arabic means 'Holiday" and this coming week is a big one around here! I found this article (below) in the Jordan Times recently. It not only gave me some chuckles {with the detailed explanation of how sheep slaughtering is going to take place this next week} but also a good explanation of the holiday itself.

Last year we were invited to our neighbors for their sheep slaughtering in their driveway. It was...um...appetizing {if you like blood and gore and innards}.

I will let your imagination determine what happened next!

My sons re-enactment of the days events.

This year we are off on a whirl wind tour of the Holy Land. We are excited! Blogging may be sparse next week, but I'm assuming we'll have some humorous adventures that will provide lots of blog fodder in the weeks to come!


(GAM) has designated 10 locations for selling and slaughtering sheep ahead of Eid Al Adha in mid-November.

GAM, which will start receiving permit applications from traders this week, specified several regulations to safeguard public health and the environment at the designated locations.

Traders wishing to sell sheep at these sites should obtain approval from GAM and pay JD200 as a service fee as well as an extra JD300 as a refundable guarantee, which the municipality will confiscate if they fail to abide by the regulations, according to a GAM statement sent to The Jordan Times.

The regulations also stipulate that livestock should be enclosed in pens and adhere to Sharia and health regulations, while traders must provide safety gear for the butchers and plastic bags for storing the meat.

Traders can display and sell live camels and cows provided that they are slaughtered at GAM’s main slaughterhouse in Ain Ghazal, and agree to replace any animal rejected by the veterinarian assigned to supervise the slaughter and report any violations.

The enclosures must be situated a minimum of 500 metres away from any residential area to avoid the spread of foul odours and insects. The permission to sell sheep will be valid for seven days, three days before Eid Al Adha and during the four days of the feast.

Muslims usually sacrifice at least one sheep per family during Eid Al Adha, or the Feast of Sacrifice, which commemorates Prophet Ibrahim’s willingness to sacrifice his own son, Ismail, in the name of God. According to the Holy Koran, Ibrahim’s faith in the Lord was rewarded when a voice from heaven said he was to sacrifice a ram instead.

Under Islamic law, the family or individual who sacrifices an animal - camel, cow or sheep - is allowed to consume only one-third of the meat, and is obliged to give one-third to relatives, while the rest should be distributed among the less fortunate, preferably neighbours, to encourage and build social cohesion.

Eid Al Adha is the most important feast in Islam, as it concludes the Hajj season, when pilgrims journey to Mecca to perform holy rites.

Monday, October 4, 2010

In the Mood for Fall

Fall is my favorite season. I love the cool crisp weather. The apples. The cider. The smell of a bonfire. The colors of the trees. The comfort food...pots of soup and fresh bread. Yum! So many things to love!

Alas, it is still 100 degrees here.
I sweat to death every time I go out.
The only color on the trees is brown (as in dead).
But I did decorate my house for fall.

I found a pumpkin even! A BIG one. (We'll see how long it can sit before it starts to stink from its rotting middle!)


I have a great recipe to make apple cider from apple juice.

I smell smoke in the mornings when the Bedouins who live on the mountain behind our house light their morning fires.

And today.
I found the perfect pot for fall soups.

(Just for perspective. The pots are stacked to the ceiling in a store with 15 foot ceilings.)

I'm ready for soup! Come on over! (and please invite 400 of your closest friends...we'll have plenty).

Friday, August 6, 2010

Blog-a-versary (Free Stuff Involved!)

You may have noticed I have been a little slim on the blogging these days. My family and I are enjoying a much needed vacay and I have really tried to un-plug! (Although, my addiction to Facebook gets the better of me sometimes)


Don't worry! I still have a lot of funnies rolling around in my head. Apricot Lady is still in business!

An important milestone is approaching: I have been blogging for one whole year! I know, most established bloggers have been around for a whole lot longer than that. But here is to celebrating my blog and the fact that all the funny adventures our family finds ourselves in are getting documented. I love getting my reader reports each week and am amazed at how many people actually read about our (mis)adventures. Glad we can supply you with a bit of humor!

So, in honor of my one year blog-a-versary...I have some give-aways...straight from the Middle East!

You know those great Moroccan-inspired tunics that everyone is wearing these days? Want one? Looks great with jeans or leggings. One size fits all.



Love all-natural products? How about 100% olive oil soap? This stuff really does amazing things to your skin. And for all the guy-readers...my hubby loves to shave with this stuff.


Finally, a home-made creation from the cute ladies I work with. A basket made from newspaper.




Here is how you can win one of those items: A blog quiz!

Simply post the answer to these questions in the comments section (don't forget to put your email address so I can contact you if you win).

  1. What does the young Bedouin shepherd gal carry with her each morning as she walks her herd through Apricot Lady's neighborhood?
  2. What does Apricot Lady call the four (sometimes three) legged creatures that feed off her trash?
  3. What was Apricot Lady's New Year's Resolution for 2010?

I will draw the winners randomly from a hat on Aug 17th (the official anniversary!) and will contact you if you are a winner. You have to get all three questions right, and there will be three winners. Have fun!


*Disclaimer: I have no idea what I am supposed to write in a disclaimer. But, every contest has one, so I have to write one, right? I hereby disclaim that there will only be one unique winner per item. And I will only send within the continental US. I guess Alaska and Hawaii are fine. And Guam too.

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Congratualtions to the winners!

Megan won the tunic!

Rose won the soap!

Sarah won the basket!

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

My New Years Resolution

Smoking here drives us all nuts. It's akin to the US decades ago when smoking was cool. Young and old, women and men... everybody smokes. It's like a $1 a pack.

Frankly, you really don't need to actually smoke in order to smoke... you can get a good nicotine fix through public smoke. In fact, recovering smokers can let down gradually by going out in public every few hours. No patches, no drugs. I wonder if this is the real reason behind global warming. Somebody tell Al.

Some places try to restrict smoking, or contain it to certain areas... if you can understand the signs.


My husband was recently in the main government office that gives out health licenses to businesses and restaurants. You know, the place that regulates certain areas must be designated non-smoking. Most of the employees were smoking beneath signs over each of their cubicles that read... you guessed it 'no smoking'.

Some places like Chilis try to contain it to certain kinds of smoke... just the really dirty kind. (It reads: No pipe or Cigar smoking please)


Other places just get a gas out of not making any effort.

Yikes.

So, for New Years, I'm going to try to kick my second hand nicotine addiction.

I will no longer be leaving the house.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Merry Christmas!

I am slowly emerging from my turkey comma.
I have not left the house since Christmas Eve.
It was a happy Christmas for us.


Hope you had Merry Christmas too!

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Anything you can do I can do better...

We thought our Gingerbread house was pretty cool...

And then we went to the Movenpick hotel...

Yes, that is actual edible Gingerbread. Can't win them all...