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Christmas in Cowtown!

Oh my word, with all of the excitement this week, I totally forgot to tell you about something coming up this week that I am thrilled about participating in . . .

My husband and I have hired a babysitter so we can go together next Thursday night during the first full day of the market.

When I first asked my hubby about going, he jumped at the opportunity and told me he couldn’t wait. Then this weekend as we got prepared for our week and started discussing the details, he stopped and looked at me funny. He wanted to know why there was a Christmas event in October before the temperature has dropped below 90 and a good three weeks before Halloween?!?!

While I get that makes common sense in his male brain, I had to laugh. I quickly explained that the event sells not only Christmas gifts but also decorations, clothing and holiday food mixes. If they waited until the typical “holiday season” to hold this event, the time to use them would be seriously diminished.

This way, we will have plenty of time to shop, buy, and use the items we get at this event for as long as possible!

There are 130 incredible stores at this event that sell everything from soup, dip, muffin and cheeseball mixes, faith-based home decor and gifts including scripture plates, frames and plaques, to handpainted signs,ceiling tile tin,chalkboards, memory tins, and crosses.

This event is sponsored by the Junior League of Fort Worth which is committed to their motto, “Women making better communities.”

I’ll be sharing the best deals I can find when we go next week, but I would recommend you make plans to attend yourself if at all possible.

Christmas in Cowtown

WHEN: October 6 - 8, 2011

WHERE: Will Rogers Memorial Center
Fort Worth, Texas


Thursday, October 6
11 a.m. - 8 p.m.

Friday, October 7
9 a.m. - 8 p.m.

Saturday, October 8
9 a.m. - 6 p.m.

Hope to see you there!


  1. My husband and I went and loved it. We did not have a sitter, but it was still a great time. :)

    (We came home with some soup mixes and muffin mixes. Yum!)


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