I've read that people hide a pickle ornament in their tree, and then the first child that finds the pickle wins a price. Not on my tree! My pickle ornament reminds me of the year that my mother and I were on a pickle kick and separated two 5-gallon buckets of dill pickles into bags for each of us to enjoy over the next couple of months. My favorite pizza joint, Pizza Italia, used to have the most delicious pickles. You know, the ones that have the huge seeds in them and are perfectly tart. We had this brilliant idea this one year to see if they'd sell me the entire 5-gallon bucket, and they did! When she came in to get the girls that year, we spent an evening in the kitchen chatting and separating pickles. So, when I found the pickles, I had no idea about any hide-and-seek tradition, just that I remembered our pickle adventure!
|Mother and Me..Pickle Adventure June 2003|
Pardon the awful wallpaper, shade! This was back in 2003 (skinny us) and prior to the red taking over the kitchen. Also pre-digital camera for me, so this was scanned. I love it though, we had a blast!
Piggy Time!! Always one to cater to my pig obsession, my mother bought me the cutest little glass pig ornaments one year. Not sure what to do with them because they were smaller than most of my ornaments, I went in search of a little tree. I found the perfect one on clearance at Hobby Lobby, and hence the Pig Tree was born!
For years, this has had a special spot in the living room. The big tree is in my library near the front window. However, my living room has been invaded by a number of house plants, so I decided to share with my co-workers this year. One was a little concerned, when I said, "I'll bring my pig tree," when she mentioned we needed a tree. Once I got it out and lit though, she was hooked. Another sings, "Oh Piggy Tree, Oh Piggy Tree," every time she passes by. Add to that my favorite Hippo song and it's bound to be a good day!