Welcome to your next stop on BooMama’s Christmas Tour of Homes! I’m delighted that you’ve come for a visit and hope you’ll say hello in the comments so I’ll be sure to stop at your home!
When trying to find our home during the holidays, my husband always tells people to look for the mailbox that looks like a magnolia tree and a holly tree threw up all over it. Isn’t he a dear?
Here’s our front door…
And the only one of the dogs that learned the “sit-stay” command…
Someone gave us this Father Christmas when we married 14 years ago. Tater Daddy is a Santa Claus fan, but I can’t help but put this fellow out each year.
Here is our Christmas tree with its little tree friends and some other things we’ve collected over the years. Our house is kind of small, and there isn’t a lot of room to display things. Therefore, they all get put together like a little village or something.
When my husband was just out of college, he said that his first Christmas on his own was pretty lean. Bless his heart — he made some ornaments for his tree. He worked for an advertising agency, and this foam board was available to him for free so he made candy canes. Over the years we’ve kept a couple and always hang them on our tree. We always laugh a little, but we love them.
My mother’s mother, whom we called Grandmama, displayed her mother’s Nativity scene every year. I remember being fascinated by it when I was a little girl. I don’t really know why. There’s nothing particularly fine or even extraordinarily beautiful about it. But it was always one of the first things I looked for when the decorations were up. As I got older, Grandmama let me put it out and that became one of my “jobs” when my brother and I would go to my grandparents’ house to help decorate. Even when I went off to college, Grandmama saved the Nativity set for me to put out when I got home after taking exams. I would drop my things off at my parents’ house and drive over to Grandmama and Papa’s house and there it was. The box. I can’t quite part with it.
Mama Dear is what they called Grandmama’s mama. I think that’s one of the sweetest names, don’t you? Anyway, long after college and even up until the last Christmas that Grandmama was with us in 2000, she saved the Nativity set for me to put up. For the last couple of years, it was one of the few decorations that she used. I noticed that she’d written on the the box that the set was to be handed down to me. She even wrote it twice, in case there were any doubt. That was so Grandmama!
Now that I’ve rambled on about it like it’s made of gold or something, here it is.
I think I’ll ramble on a little more. For whatever reason, it was always important to Grandmama that the wise men actually be coming from the east. What can I say? She had a thing for “keeping it real.” So now, wherever we display it in our home, the wise men must be coming from the east. I always imagine Grandmama giggling when I’m standing around trying to make sure I’m getting it right.
My word. I’ve gone on and on about the Nativity scene. I guess I don’t have to tell you that of all the decorations we have — half of which we don’t even use — it is the one I love the most.
Let’s see. Here is our mantel. More magnolia. We actually have eight of the reindeer, but they take up a lot of room. I would have to move the clock, which…um….also belonged to Grandmama. It is so old, and quite frankly, I am a little afraid of moving it. I don’t even like to wind it for fear of breaking it. This year, we’re letting three reindeer do the work of eight. It’s kind of like Santa’s hybrid reindeer team.
Tater Tot has a little tree in his room. There’s a cowboy theme going on in his bedroom, so when I saw the tree-in-a-boot a couple of years ago I couldn’t really resist.
Well, that’s pretty much it for the house of Tater.
Now, I’d like to share a recipe or two with you. And I would have made these for the Tour. However, (1) the horrid sinus infection that appeared a couple of weeks ago came back, and I have been in bed for two days, and (2) the cheese balls don’t last long enough around here for me to arrange them on a plate and take a picture. What can I say? The Taters love cheese.
Every Christmas, Grandmama would make a batch of cheese balls, and she made the best EVER. Mine never turn out quite like hers, but I still crave them around the holidays and always find myself making a batch or two.
GRANDMAMA MAXINE’S CHEESE BALLS
1 cup grated sharp cheddar cheese
1 1/2 cup flour
1 stick margarine
Soften butter and cheese. Add flour and make into dough. Roll into balls. Salt. Bake at 350-degrees for 15 minutes.
TENNESSEE HOT CHOCOLATE
3 cups milk
3/4 cup half & half
1/2 cup sugar
1/2 cup cocoa
1 tsp vanilla extract
1/3 – 1/2 cup bourbon
Combine milk and half & half in a medium saucepan. Cook over medium heat until thoroughly heated, but DO NOT BOIL. Add sugar and cocoa, whisking until blended. Remove from heat. Whisk in vanilla and bourbon. Pour into mugs and top with marshmallows. Yield: 4 1/2 cups
Thank you for stopping by. I hope to see you again soon.
Merry Christmas! (And for the small number of you who visit Tater Tales regularly, if this is the only post you see for a couple of days, it’s because I’ve crawled into a bottle of Ny-Quil in hopes of shushing the cough.)
I was about to leave Boo Mama a comment last night and I read about another Home Tour at Hooked on Houses. So forget about that laundry and all the errand-running you need to be doing. Grab a cup of hot chocolate, snuggle up in front of your computer, and let’s spend the day touring each other’s homes!