As far as getting the house ready, we take the plastic bag cover off the four-foot pre-lit tree, bring it upstairs, and plug that sucker in. It's pre-decorated too, if that's what you call it when you leave all the bits and bobs on the branches from one year to the next. Pre-decorated sounds better than lazy.
I do some other decorating on a minimal basis. Each year it seems to get minimal-er. Maybe change out the plates on the kitchen rack to the Santa Clauses, throw down a holiday table runner, pin up a festive wall hanging, bring out the vintage blow-mold snowman, a candle or two, and call it done.
I do like visiting with people who go all out at Christmas. Love to ooh and aah. If that's your thing and you like to do it up like Liberace (or the Griswolds), then your joy is my joy. Likewise, if you prefer to keep it simple, I'm cool with that.
One year, I found this in one of my daughter's old notebooks and decided to frame it and hang it during the holidays. It must have been an assignment to write a letter from the perspective of her future self in 10 years.
She was probably in fourth grade when she wrote this. Amazing that she already knew what she wanted to do at that age. She does indeed work with animals now, not only giving injections, but monitoring their anesthesia during surgery and their treatment and care afterwards.
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"How can a girl work when she has a bunch of horse for roomies!?!" Indeed. You have to read that sentence in the context of the previous one. Horse. As in horses, the animals.
All is well by the end of the letter, though. "Alex and I bought a book and sipped on warm coffee which soothed our winter-frosted souls." There's some poetry right there. Pretty sure she didn't know about Starbucks yet, but books and coffee certainly can do wonders for the winter-frosted.
Checking It Twice
What has occupied some time lately, and what we did have to check twice, as in test drive, was a car. Recently we've had to do some car shuffling, owing to an incident a couple weeks ago which involved the deployment of an airbag. Everyone is completely fine, thankfully, but daughter needed a vehicle so we sold her one of ours.
Thus began the search for a replacement for ourselves, and we finally settled that on Saturday with another Toyota Avalon, like the previous two. It's a few years old but has very low miles and still a new car feel to it. A total "grandpa car," except it's not a Buick. I wish I could say it was as fun to drive as the Camry, which seemed zippy and sporty, but at the end of the day, I guess we're built for comfort.
RTFM
Poor Everett. I neglected him for weeks and didn't even cut the tape on the box until the car thing was resolved. Now that he's been busted out, I'm looking at him, realizing I haven't a clue how to thread the machine or wind the bobbin. So between familiarizing myself with the car's bells and whistles and getting to know Everett, there will be some serious reading of manual(s) in the weeks ahead. Looking forward to learning new things!
I hope you and yours have a wonderful holiday!
4 comments:
Dear Everett,
Please don't be too hard on your Mom for neglecting you. She can only worry about one thing at a time. Now you will have attention!
Hazel
Paulette, I like your small quilts hanging on the walls!
I fear our Christmas decorating is rather akin to the Griswolds....anything that can go wrong normally does!! But....of course our Christmas decorating mishaps provide so much hysterical laughter. Obviously this li'l Christmas tragic has way too much time on her hands!! I would love to wrap up my tarted up Christmas tree year after year and wheel it away ready for the next. Love your little wall hanging. So enjoyed this fun post......you are funny gal!! Happy Christmas!!
Merry Christmas P! Your daughter is lovely on the inside and the outside. What a blessing!
Don't feel bad. After a year of struggling with the little point and shoot camera Little Miss is loaning me I finally realized at 4am today that I could pull out the manual. Sigh...
You all of the Merriest of Christmases!
That is a pretty amazing letter Michelle wrote! She had a sense of humor early on too. Winter frosted... LOL
I hope you start to feel right at home with both Everett and your new car!
Paulette, we have the same sort of Christmas tree that you do. Soooo much easier! Now if we could only rig a lift with a trap door up from the basement it would be the epitome of laziness - oops I mean ingenuity.
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