“Joy To The Res, The Tree Is Up!”
I heard them before I saw them.
Earlier today, as I stepped out of the High School doors into the gloomy morning, I heard the familiar honking of Canadian geese. I look up and to the North, there they were in their well known V formation.
I felt an ache fill my heart. I suddenly was very home-sick for N.MI and my family over the Holidays.
Fear not, despite my longing to see my family, I have not lost faith in catching the Christmas Spirit.
How can I not?
When I look into Wee One’s eyes, they are so full of magic, wonder, and happiness thru this Holiday Season. He is such fun and a huge believer in Santa Clause…..
It started only as a tiny niggling in the cobwebs of my brain, it is growing steadily every day. Just maybe, these Bah Humbug feelings will be squashed and put to rest.
Yesterday evening, after Wee One was fast asleep and Bubba and his father were in the big town at the wrestling tournament, I found the energy to get out the Christmas Tree and put it up.
Not my smartest move so far this Holiday Season.
It takes a lot of effort to make our Charlie Brown Christmas tree look good. Hubs is by far the best at putting it up but he’s been too busy.
After hubs viewed the end result at 11 pm, he tried as he might to sneak a chance to make the tree more appealing but I would have none of it. I was ready to go to bed!
Here is the final result. Well, not quite final because Wee One still had to hang his 20 ornaments (which are mostly reindeer ones).
Marvin has taken up ownership of the Christmas train that circles our pathetic tree. This has been a huge conflict with Wee One.
Thoughts that went thru my mind while I was throwing together the tree and train:
1. I thought these tree branches were color coded, what the heck?
2. oops, the big branches go at the bottom. Where are the directions? weve only had this tree for 15 damn years…..
3. Now, what idiot threw the lights in a jumbled up mess inside this box?!?!!? oops, I recall that may have been moi.
4. I need a drink……an alcoholic beverage preferably.
5. OMG this floor is freakin’ hard.
6. Bless whoever patented cotton blue jeans with a touch of spandex in them.
7. Awww, I remember when Bubba made this ornament in the 1st grade. He was soooo sweet back them. Hard to believe he is the smart-mouthed, moody teenager he is these days.
8. Okay, wheres all the damn batteries for this dang train?
9. I think Ill plug in the lights now……omg the tree is the ugliest it’s ever been.
10. Oh well, we like our Charlie Brown tree and our hundred ornaments that have a sentimental meaning behind them.
The weatherman is predicting some nasty weather in store for Oklahoma……freezing rain type stuff. I’d much rather see a blizzard than ice.
Now I feel like I am coming down with a bellybuster of a cold…please gawd NO!
Despite being crazy busy, I found time to pop into the library to stock up on some reading material. You can imagine my joy when I realised my local library had gotten in some new books!
I just began reading this book. So far it is very much like “Red Dragon” by Thomas Harris but in a wittier, flowing way of reading (if such a gruesome story line can be witty-this is it).
John Hart also wrote “The King Of Lies“. I really enjoyed that book! The way Hart writes about the colorful people in character made me feel like the story was unfolding in my own little hamlet. One thing I enjoy about Hart’s books, they are set in the deep South, as well as Greg Isles books. Books set out in the deep South have always been one of my first choices.
This is a debut book by Brian Freeman. A serial killer in Duluth MN. Teenaged girls disappear without a trace, like a bitter gust off Lake Superior. The jacket read good and so far all the reviews have too.