Here We Go

Skidding into the holiday season!

We’re going to have all the kids and grandkids together for the first time since 2019. Throw in my parents and we’ll have 16 people in our house soon.

Randy and I are looking forward to it, and freaking out a little bit. We’ve grown a bit reclusive.

Fortunately, everyone in our family, except the baby, has been vaccinated and there is no dissent over whether or not COVID is real. Go Us! We’re all taking rapid tests just before to make sure. Still, it feels weird to have a gathering.

I’ve only gotten some preliminary stuff done and my back is already super pissed at me.

So, I’m taking a break to talk to you guys for a minute.

I decided to put up a bigger tree this year, since the grandkids will be here. I want everything to be festive.

So, I did this:

But that wasn’t quite right. It was missing something. And you could barely even see the poor Weeping Angel at the top of the tree. So, I added a bunch of candy canes and a shit ton of lights.

Still. No. Still missing something.

Obviously, peacock feathers. Obviously.

Now, the tree is done.

I hope you all have a nice holiday and that you are staying safe.

I hope, if you celebrate Thanksgiving, that your gravy is lump free and your mac and cheese has the perfect crust.

I hope you see people you love.

I hope you spend a lot of time laughing. And eating dessert. Laughing while eating dessert.

But be careful. We don’t want anyone choking.

You’d be surprised how many people die every year at Thanksgiving because they started laughing just after popping a bourbon ball in their mouth.

I mean, if you find “zero” surprising. But it’s possible you know. Is anyone even tracking the Thanksgiving/laughing/choking on dessert issue?

Get your booster!

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Creepy Tree O Creepy Tree

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  • What’s still missing from your tree is a cat scaling Mt. Everest! Or just torn up wrapping paper.
    Hope you and your family have a wonderful holiday season, and if you have snow, just enough to play in and not enough to shovel.

    • Hahaha..the black kitty attacked the wrapping paper while I was wrapping the presents. They both usually leave the tree alone though, at least they have for the past 4 years.

  • I hope your Thanksgiving is safe, happy, and as fabulous as that tree. And since you’ve mentioned bourbon balls you reminded me of a funny story from my family. My mother made rum balls each Christmas. My grandmother on my father’s side was a major teetotaler (she didn’t like having *rubbing alcohol* in the house) and she’d scold my grandfather for eating the rum balls. He’d always say, “It’s okay, the alcohol gets baked out in the oven,” and then he’d wink at my mother because he knew damn well she added the rum after she did the baking.

  • Yes, I forgot about the heart shaped urn until I re-read your link. Unless they do their investigations after you’ve gone to sleep.

  • My tree is going up on Friday. I’ve already moved (or had the hubby) move the furniture around to make room for it. Thanksgiving will be small this year, but that’s okay too. Less work for me although I’ll miss my older kids, one did visit this past weekend since they won’t be here. It sucks to have family live so far away!

  • Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family. I just know you are going to have some stories to tell! Your tree looks awesome! Mine, although real, looks the same every year, and I love it. I’m signing us up for our boosters today.

  • Hahahaha! No tree is complete without the peacock feathers. That’s what I’ve been missing all my life!
    No laughing just after popping a rum ball. Check.
    We’ve got this!!!
    Have WAY too much fun!

  • Got our boosters last week. Walked up to the pharmacy window in the grocery store and filled out a form and fifteen minutes later the Moderna booster was in our arms and we had two coupons for 10% off our grocery purchase.
    Tomorrow is Brenda’s birthday, and I miss going to her house in Windsor for thanksgiving.
    We didn’t go last year because of the goddamn plague, and this year we just kind of can’t afford another trip halfway across the state in our 30 year old car.
    Maybe next year. Her mom’s green bean casserole is to die for.
    Her daughter Quinn has decided to become a civil engineer. That’s some good parenting, I have to say.
    She (Quinn) just thinks that cities could work so much better, and that she could maybe make that happen if she gets the chance.
    When I was Quinn’s age all I could think about was girls, electric guitars, and weed.
    Speaking of which, Zsuzs brought my Les Paul downstairs to get it safely out of the way of some construction work she’s up to, and with the help of a Zoom effects pedal and a pair of Sennheiser headphones, I’ve been playing it again, for the first time in fucking years. Fifteen days in a row so far. I suck, but less so with each passing day…

  • I love love love your tree and the beautiful purple wall behind it. Our home is very warm and colorful. Home is where your heart is. Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours. I hope you have a wonderful holiday. 🙂

  • Happiest of Thanksgiving Days Gone By, Rage-M and Randy <3
    *whispers* If I had read this at the beginning of the week, I would have had the proper respect for your Tweet :'(
    And now, I shall use peacock feathers in my tree decorating schema *wiggly eyebrows*

  • Hi
    I visited your site. I read your blog post. Beautiful written you story. I like.
    Happy Thanksgiving you and your family.

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