My first idea was a ski-jumping analogy, but when I found a photo, that ramp made my stomach knot up and I decided NO holiday season deserved to be compared to THAT; ha!
One of those packages contained yarn (you'll have to check my horse blog re the other), so a Christmas gift for my nephew is now on the needles. This precocious almost-five-year-old requested a scarf "in his size" – and red is his favorite color.
One of my best friends is famous (to me) for saying, "You need to cut off the bottom half of your list!" – or offering to do it for me. Well, believe it or not, we HAVE cut a big item off the holiday to-do list; we're foregoing a Christmas tree this year. I tentatively suggested it to Rick since we are going to be gone for Christmas, but he thought Brian would rebel at that idea. Then Brian asked me in the car a day later if we were going to get a tree, following with, "I don't think we should since we're not even going to be here." Rick waffled a bit more, but finally agreed. I'm feeling a wee bit sad, worrying that I've become Scrooge and wondering where we'll put our Christmas presents, but mostly I'm feeling rather light and free about it. I think having two fully decorated 15' trees crash to the hardwood floor sucked the joy out of that particular holiday tradition – at least for now.
We'll enjoy our evergreens out of doors this year at . . .