Christmas & My Girl Gang

We’ve done it five years in a row.  Every time, at my house.

There are eight of us, all intertwined by something 0r someone.  I guess you could say that it all started with pageants.  Yes,  some of us have competed together as young teens, early 20s and through our mid 20s (depending on the pageant, system, duh).  And yes, we get along, wonderfully, perfectly, almost.  We’ve grown together.  From our early teens of dancing at bars until the lights turned on in Old Town, to watching a baptism, supporting one another through multiple pageants, embracing each other through heartaches, rejoicing and screaming about new marriages, and holding each other’s babies, it’s amazing that we’ve stuck together through thick and thin, continue to find common conversation, and continue the tradition of our annual Christmas party.  We’re like married, to each other.  Actually, we’re like a little family, husbands and all.  If you marry or date one of us, you get all of us.  Lucky boys.

Our talks used to be about boys and lip gloss.  We still talk about boys and lip gloss but we also talk about careers, relationships, finances, mortgages, the important things in life, Jesus and family.  We share with each other, never judge, and always love.

I was happy to spend an evening earlier this week with these amazing girlfriends of mine.  It’s like a sisterhood.

Along with our typical gift exchange (now I know why big families do this), we did a scarf exchange this year, white elephant style.   Yes, scarfs were stolen (we encouraged it actually to make it more fun) and lovely Rachelle knew how much I coveted her blue Anthro looking scarf that she just traded me in the end.  Aw, the love.

We started opening our gifts from each other.  Brenna had me.  I saw PJ bottoms and then tucked between it was the Eclipse DVD.  Clearly, you can see my girlfriends are cracking up because they know about my obsession.

Here we are with our scarfs.

And, in true form, our group Christmas shot together in my bedroom.  Year #5!

I am so proud of each and every one of them – for their character, hearts, faith, and how they are true, true friends who my heart beats for.

I hope you all have an amazing Christmas with your family and loved ones.

Diana Elizabeth finally felt like it was Christmas the night her girlfriends came over to celebrate.  Which was perfect timing, since she had to hop on the plane the next night to head back to Cali to see her family.

Diana Elizabeth is an author, photographer, and obsessive antique shopper. You can typically find her in her garden wrist deep in dirt, at a local estate sale or planning her next epic party.


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