tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157095593736922566.post2011118578201606742..comments2024-03-28T12:37:52.778-04:00Comments on Art Bead Scene Blog: 8th Day of Christmas + Inside the Studio with Erin Prais-HintzHeather Powershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03555102264780529839noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157095593736922566.post-58942048426952849532015-12-21T13:24:23.897-05:002015-12-21T13:24:23.897-05:00Love your necklace. Hope your sister enjoys it.
...Love your necklace. Hope your sister enjoys it.<br /><br />I can remember waking up on Christmas morning to sheet covered piles of gifts.<br /><br />Carolynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12963562922548608864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157095593736922566.post-7300004915106988532015-12-19T20:17:20.015-05:002015-12-19T20:17:20.015-05:00Some of the smallest things can be the best tradit...Some of the smallest things can be the best traditions! Thanks for sharing yours! <br />How excited my dad got over decorating the tree!! He was crazy for tinsel!!!Terri Del Signorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13425316258931594932noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157095593736922566.post-19285468630514357632015-12-19T20:14:39.610-05:002015-12-19T20:14:39.610-05:00I enjoyed your story/memory!I enjoyed your story/memory!Terri Del Signorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13425316258931594932noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157095593736922566.post-50293672015756454792015-12-19T20:07:33.727-05:002015-12-19T20:07:33.727-05:00One of my favorite Christmas memories is coming ho...One of my favorite Christmas memories is coming home from an evening church service and the entire inside of the house was decorated. My oldest sister had stayed behind & decorated it. It was so magical! We also would get the orange & walnuts in our stockings too : ). Great post Erin, thanks for reminding me of simpler times.Debhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16321818207012570471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157095593736922566.post-46996979968420218932015-12-19T07:33:15.265-05:002015-12-19T07:33:15.265-05:00I love the necklace and earrings that you made for...I love the necklace and earrings that you made for your sister. What a very special gift!<br /><br />My favorite memories as a child are the family riding in our car and looking at the Christmas lights on the houses in the neighborhood. I continued that family tradition with my family and now they are doing the same. baymoondesignhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17176264557341209150noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157095593736922566.post-40762790401715543882015-12-19T07:00:14.203-05:002015-12-19T07:00:14.203-05:00My favorite memory is spending Christmas day with ...My favorite memory is spending Christmas day with my father's family. It was a cheerful time with lots of laughing. My mom died 35 years ago and my dad has Alzheimer's but I feel fortunate I have those great memories. Kristenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01175921037585169420noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157095593736922566.post-49353925102717937792015-12-18T14:53:44.335-05:002015-12-18T14:53:44.335-05:00I so love your blogspots, Miss Erin. What lovely t...I so love your blogspots, Miss Erin. What lovely traditions to pass on from your memory-bank. <br /><br />Hmmm, my best holiday memory? There are too many :-)Dawn of LaTouchableshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17608364272461254611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157095593736922566.post-82419397709555514042015-12-18T14:41:47.016-05:002015-12-18T14:41:47.016-05:00Shortly before my mom passed away, I bought and de...Shortly before my mom passed away, I bought and decorated a Christmas tree for my parents, who would have just skipped Christmas, had I not intervened. Mom was too weak to do it herself and Dad was exhausted from caring for Mom and didn't feel like celebrating. I was talking on the phone to my brother in L.A. while hanging the Christmas decorations on the tree. I was beyond exhaustion too, and started to get "slap happy". Our conversation quickly deteriorated into a series of bad puns about "hung balls", "big balls" etc. You get the drift. We laughed so hard and it the laughter was such a balm to my weary soul. When the tree was finished, my mom was overjoyed. Both our crazy laughter and my mother's delight that she had a tree after all, makes this one of my favorite Christmas memories. Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14013223342802270728noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157095593736922566.post-86042505284021481512015-12-18T14:36:26.049-05:002015-12-18T14:36:26.049-05:00Thank you so much! Merry Christmas
Thank you so much! Merry Christmas <br />Mary @ MaryMorrisJewelry.etsy.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00159797569908543599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157095593736922566.post-11512836790442024732015-12-18T14:01:45.731-05:002015-12-18T14:01:45.731-05:00That's a really great challenge! Craftermath a...That's a really great challenge! Craftermath and craftastrophe - possibly my new favorite words! I love the ways you can honor your family treasures and traditions. That must be so difficult to be missing your mom's full presence during the season - moms do have a way of making these special times more special. I'm glad you can do that for your kids! xoxoxo - julieJulie Wong Sontaghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11291897689458119167noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157095593736922566.post-39767344389062011562015-12-18T13:29:58.289-05:002015-12-18T13:29:58.289-05:00Memorable necklace, Erin, with all those special b...Memorable necklace, Erin, with all those special beads you love! I miss making small crunchy cookies with my mom every Christmas...we called them Peppernuts and ate them by the handfuls. Merry Christmas!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157095593736922566.post-61366548328875681662015-12-18T12:26:20.299-05:002015-12-18T12:26:20.299-05:00Picking out the Christmas tree and putting it up (...Picking out the Christmas tree and putting it up (at least to the point that it was lit!) was a special time between myself and my Daddy every year. The two of us would go hunting for the perfect tree (I always wanted one that was WAY too tall!) bring it home and get it securely installed in the playroom. I would then help him get the lights on (something, truth told, that usually involved lots of grumbling and muttered curses as he tried to figure out which bulb was out... causing the whole string to die.) The top string of lights that the angel went on top of was from the early 60's when my parents were first married and the last string was a set of those fat bulbs that my dad would screw special glass bells and a few other decorative lights into. My dad has been gone for 6 and a half years now... and I still miss him every day.Sarajo Wentlinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12742024924082041494noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157095593736922566.post-63265705126384484822015-12-18T11:26:44.500-05:002015-12-18T11:26:44.500-05:00Lovely necklace! My favorite holiday memory is ma...Lovely necklace! My favorite holiday memory is making pumpkins pies with my grandmother.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04969627282065166009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157095593736922566.post-84929205534308458432015-12-18T06:10:32.435-05:002015-12-18T06:10:32.435-05:00Going to bed, with no tree up. Waking up to a ful...Going to bed, with no tree up. Waking up to a fully decorated tree, with piles and piles of wrapped gifts, and six, filled stockings, hanging on the fireplace mantle. The gifts were generally simple, and often practical (except for a toy or two), but with six children in the house, it was a happy, chaotic time!Anne Marie - Torontohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15841030304464450073noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157095593736922566.post-53324823911789379932015-12-18T03:42:28.917-05:002015-12-18T03:42:28.917-05:00Lovely post and beautiful necklace for your sister...Lovely post and beautiful necklace for your sister. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03110950629018970436noreply@blogger.com