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!
Other holiday posts:
From 2013, Well, It Ain’t Ozzie and Harriet