not one day over 12

[sergebroom]

Usually, when I put up the outdoors Christmas lights on Turkey Day, my fingernails feel like they're going to fall off by the time I'm done. Not this year, which is just as well as I already had a nail do that this summer when I dropped a brick on it. But I digress. It was cool outisde, but not freezing. Strange, but I'm quite happy that my digital extremities were never made even slightly numb.

We then had lunch at the Courtyard on the Marriot. Very nice buffet. Very attentive staff. We didn't eat that much, because what's the point of stuffing yourself even though the food was yummy? We could have had as much to eat at a lower cost, but that buffet is a tradition for Sue and I.

After we got back home, Sue chained herself back to her computer, writing, writing, while I put up the Christmas Tree, which currently stands in a corner of the living-room, without any light or ornament, dark and ominous. At least, it hasn't been possessed by a malevolent alien force that would have sent it spinning across the room.

Eventually Sue couldn't take the writing anymore and stopped. We didn't immediately pop in our tape of The Day the Earth Froze because Sue needed to wind down. I magnanimously allowed her to spend as much time as she wanted on reading Naomi Novik's latest volume in her dragon-cum-Napoleonic-War series. Then we watched the movie, and two short films that were also given the MST3K treatment, Here Comes the Circus!(*) and Circus on Ice. Appropriately enough, halfway thru our evening of fine cinema, we noticed it was snowing out there.

In other words, we had a nice Thanksgiving Day.

ADDENDUM: my post's title refers to our having had that Tree for 12 years now. It is starting to show signs of the ravages of Time, and this is probably the last Christmas it'll spend with us. I don't have the heart to get rid of it though.

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(*) I prefer MST3K's alternate title Here Comes the Devil!. I was rather impressed by the scene where two clowns go on the trapeze, wrap themselves around each other so that they're facing their partner's butts before proceeding to spank each other.

Comments

[mkhobson.livejournal.com]

Lands sakes, you sound like a fine catch of a husband! You put up the outside lights AND did the tree?

How much do you charge for lessons and/or magical elixirs decocted from your blood? I'd prefer the latter, actually; it would be easier to slip that into my husband's morning coffee.

;-)

M

[serge-lj.livejournal.com]

Actually, my wife had to hold me back otherwise I'd have done all of this by Halloween. As for the elixir currently coursing thru my blood stream, it can't be extracted without killing me in the process, and my wife would get mad at me if I did anything leading to my demise. (If the living could haunt the dead, she'd be one of them.)

[mkhobson.livejournal.com]

Well, I have a standing policy against making wives mad, so I'll just have to be satisfied with a black-cat whisker dropped in his coffee every now and again. The nice thing about that is my cat does it for me automatically (she likes to get into the cream jug, you see ...)

The effect may not be magical, but running around the house yelling after the black cat does do wonders for his energy levels ... ;-P

M

[serge-lj.livejournal.com]

I could send you some of the hair off my black & white Bad Cat officially known as Jefferson. He likes to rub off ahainst me so maybe he picked up some of the magic that is yours truly.

[miltonthales.livejournal.com]

We've had a scare with live trees out here: live yellowjacket wasps have been found in some of the containers! The shaking-out of 360 trees was documented on TV news yesterday, coming in at a rousing 3 hours to do same.

The trouble with this is, besides possible introduction of an invasive species, the poor supplier's future containers are all suspect.

[serge-lj.livejournal.com]

You know, this could be the premise of a SciFi Channel movie for the Christmas season although I probably wouldn't laugh if I found yellowjackets inside the house.

[fledgist.livejournal.com]

Good grief!!

[fledgist.livejournal.com]

Worried about cold? It sounds as if you had a good Thanksgiving.

[serge-lj.livejournal.com]

Worried about it? Nah. I grew up in Canada, remember. It's just that it can be rather awkward, setting lights up outside with gloves on. When the gloves went off at this time last year, my fingertips got numb, and I wasn't looking forward to that. It turned out to be a non-issue. Weather has been strange these days, with a not-so-cool day followed by snowfalls. Oh well. Que sera sera, as Doris Day sang too many times in The Man Who Knew Too Much.

[fledgist.livejournal.com]

I do recall that you grew up in Canada.

Here we had a sudden freeze, followed by springlike weather, followed by the strange phenomenon of water falling from the sky, followed (tonight) by a hard freeze, to be followed by a thaw.

[tania-c.livejournal.com]

I'm still trying to remember where I packed away our holiday paraphernalia. When I put up lights on the outside of the cabin, it looks like a little winter postcard. Inside, we've not had a tree in about 12 years, because we don't have the room, and the cats would regard it as a challenge to be scaled.

[serge-lj.livejournal.com]

When we greeted Jefferson (see icon) into our home, the first thing he did a few months later when he saw our fake Tree was to climb it. Luckily, he did that only once.