You guys remember the Christmas special, right? Once I saw his sad little tree I knew I had to have one. It spoke to me. Last year my grandson picked this tree as my gift from him. Every year I get what we now refer to as my cry gift. There is always a sweet, unexpected one that makes me cry. I put it up this year on top of the fridge. I even had a strip of fabric that looks like Linus' blanket. I wrapped that around the base of the tree. For any of you that have seen this,......you will appreciate Hunter's comment. I asked how it looked - with joyful expectation - and he said, "It's a little sparse isn't it?" Ah well. It is enough that it touches my heart.
I didn't send John any cookies last year so I will have to send a double batch this year. I will bubble wrap the hell out of them but also include a spoon to eat them with,...just in case. I would imagine that putting an arrow-This Side Up- or writing Fragile on it will be to no avail.
Not much else. There's no pressure this year as we aren't really having Christmas. We will go to church of course, but my daughter has to work and then they are going to her sister in laws. Maybe we can get some Red Velvet with White Fur trim to wear and chase each other around the house. You know what I miss? Making love under the Christmas tree.
Still no snow. It will be unbearable if we don't have snow on or before Christmas. I sometimes think of Christmas in places like Florida where the Santas are in red shorts, sitting in a lawn chair sippin' a cold beer. It must be weird. Hey, as long as Santa knows where you live, it's all good right?
Hunter is grilling pot roast that I will then put in the oven to simmer along with some garlic cloves and onion. Then I'll add celery, carrots and potatoes. Yum!
For now, I am just trying to stay warm and have been reading alot of books. Tonight is part one of a Stephen King movie called "Bags of Bones." I read the book quickly so I would get a better sense of things. Nothin' but fun here.