My Christmas tree is dead. Dead. As a doornail. I’m pretty sure it was dead as soon as we set it up in our living room. Boom! Crispy. So, on the agenda this weekend:
- Remove 30,000 lights from dead tree.
- Remove 20,000 ornaments from dead tree.
- Remove dead tree from house.
- Install new tree.
It helps, when celebrating Christmas and emphasizing the ever-green, undying love of Christ, to have a tree that somewhat exemplifies the metaphor.
Plus, I need a pretty one since I’m planning on joining the Christmas Tour Of Homes with the Nester on Monday…but that’s secondary to my point.
A dead Christmas tree at the curb before Christmas ever arrives is a singularly odd sight. But there you go. It’s not actually the first time it has happened to us; one of the hazards of living in a city with very few live-tree options. Frustrating.
Around here, Christmas preparations are in full-swing. I have most of my shopping done. The post office was so kind as to deliver to me just a few catalogs full of gifty-type ideas so as to make my selections easier.
Familiar with the term “too many choices”? Yeah. That’s what we’re dealing with here…
We’ve made Christmas cookies, but I have nothing to show for it. They’ve all been eaten already. I hear talk about people who bake “in advance” and “freeze” their “results” in something called a “freezer” so that they have some left to eat “closer” to “Christmas”…but I have no idea what any of that means.
Luckily, I have some photos to prove we did it.
emma and connie…
charity, jordan, toby, josiah…
enough with the pictures! give me more m&ms!! is jordan about to pour sugar into her mouth? i’ll never tell…
eating the chocolate sprinkles? who, me???
gabriel: portrait of a sugar-induced stupor.
side note: mint m&m’s might be a tad too big to use for eyeballs…
bear on the right has a distinctly japanese-anime look about him…
my contribution. due to proximity to the side of the cookie sheet, his arm became perfect for throwing a tiny snowball. he reminds me a little of patrick…
Other certain signs that Christmas draws near…
underwear flung onto light fixtures
Bulbous beasts rampaging through the house
Okay, so I’m not sure those have anything to do with Christmas, but that’s my life right now. Hope yours is full of Christmas cheer and just enough mayhem to keep things interesting!
Bla-ha-ha-haha…yer funny!
But those cookies look delish!
Its about time for me to get the underwear down from the attic and hang them on our light fixtures too…
Your kids are so creative…I love this whole post!
Oops…apparently I’m anonymous since my computer crashed. Hopefully this will restore my rightful identity.
I had to literally LOL about the underwear on the light fixtures. Totally something my boys would do rather than wear it!
That picture of Gabey is hilarious! And…don’t you have any potted plants to throw the underwear on? Chris? Hm? (little family joke there). I’ve been baking cookies (for giveaway cookie baskets at church) and believe me, I have PLENTY! Gag. I feel kind of sick. Move over, Gabey.
I really love you, Jenni — you love and live well — beautifully. You do the One Thing.
Offering the gift of the bent knees… always…
Ann
LOVE the sign for the fly–we get them as well and they freak my kids out.
And I gave up on cookies a long time ago. Fudge is the way to do it!
BWAHAHAHA! Love this post! Sure as heck wish i was at *your* house instead of mine!
If a four leaf clover and 31 cents isn’t inducement enough to go on a fly hunt then I don’t know what is?! As for my Christmas preparations, it’s all pretty well under control, save for one Christmas project you inspired me on last year. I bought the stuff to do it – last year! And didn’t get it done. So I’m trying to get it completed this year. Here’s hoping!
You’re ahead of me. Last year, I was done with EVERYTHING by now. I still am not entirely sure how that happened. This year, we’ll have Christmas by the skin of my teeth…
…and…
Our tree was also dead as soon as we set it up…practically. It was lush and green the night it went up, but it’s crispy already. We have no idea how this happened, and don’t have more $$ to get another. So…we’ll just call it “Krisp Kringle.”
Now I want a donut.
LOL Jenni, I love the underwear decoration, very festive!
i’m glad i’m not the only one who finds little boys undies hanging from the light fixtures. lol