Oh, that was too funny - the dogs were in the yard and I was calling them to come in, and Dudley was ignoring me, and at that exact moment the space shuttle passed overhead - the twin sonic booms went BOOMBABOOM! and Dudley's eyes bugged out and he hot-footed it into the house. I told him God doesn't like Boston Terriers who don't listen.
I am truly so tired I could die. My first "day off" was spent driving back and forth across the state for lunch with my mother. My mother couldn't bear the thought that I am treeless (even though I am treeless by choice) and bought me a tree. Now, to set the scene, my living room has tile floors, cherry and iron tables, dark wine/hunter/beige upholstery, and deep red and cream on the walls. The tree is lime green and white aluminum. It is the exact color of the margarita I'd sell either of my cats for right now. It would look so fugly in my living room it would make a color-blind person throw up.
My mother lives in a retiree area, where people move down from Ohio and decorate their entire house in pastels and seashell themes, so I guess it's not surprising that the stores offer Christmas trees the color of margaritas, but one would think that she would realize that I am not one of those people and my house doesn't contain any lime green decor.
So far I am 0 for everything on the present score, I have not received a single thing I can use or would imagine purchasing for myself.
Stuff like that I just quietly re-gift or give away. The person doesn't have to know.
ReplyDeleteThat's why I never ask about gifts once I've given them. I've fulfilled my obligation. What the recipient does with the gift after that is totally up to them.
I'm so glad I'm now off until January 2--I don't think I could take another day of "Christmas"--I work in a very conservative Christian company, and I'm tired of getting cards asking God to bless me in this season. Today we actually got to listen to Bible passages--grrrrrrrr.
ReplyDeleteMe and the dog are going to have a quiet week at home and forget all about the holidays.
I didn't think they still made colored aluminum trees. Try to think of it as Charlie Brown's tree--maybe that will help.
Charlie Brown's tree was at least green. This is green like a margarita. It would look really cool on a poolside bar, but I don't have one. I'd totally put it there if I did.
ReplyDeleteActually, I will hold onto this tree, the box is pint-sized and it weighs nothing (it's only 2 ft. tall and aluminum). If I do land in Sarasota, this little darling can sit on my balcony and twinkle and be appropriately beachy-festive. If I don't, I'll donate it and it can go twinkle in a nursing home room.
ReplyDeleteHahahahah, poor Dudley. I could use a sonic boom or two around here to get proper doggie attention.
ReplyDeleteI grew up in a house with one of those aluminum trees with two color wheels pointed at it. Yikes! However, I agree a margarita colored tree would look smashing on the balcony overlooking the pool, ocean, etc. Put tiny little presents under it all wearing those little drink umbrellas - hee!
Enjoy your time off.
The sonic boom could not have been more perfectly timed, it was priceless! Dudley was ignoring me, I was on my third call, getting increasingly irritable, and suddenly BOOMBABOOM! The shuttle passing overhead creates a boom so rich and deep you feel it in your bones. Take the annoying boom from a major car stereo, jack it up and put it in the sky, so it makes the windows shake and the cat flap flap and Murphy bark in indignation. That is the shuttle coming home. And yes, the cat flap actually does flap, and the crystal dances in the china cabinet, just for an instant. It's like a half-second earthquake with sound effects via Steven Spielberg. And Dudley was duly impressed.
ReplyDeleteBliss, I totally see this tree sitting on a balcony table, twinkling in tacky splendor, while color-coordinated margaritas are consumed. IF I move, and a lot of things have to come together to make it so, there will be a balcony with a view. I can sweat in the Florida heat HERE, thank you, they have to make it worth the effort to move. We shall see.
ReplyDeletei was going to say that at least it wasn't a black tree, i've seen those in borders, but with your color scheme that might not be so bad. whoda thunk it!
ReplyDeleteCan't help giggling about the lime green margarita tree.
ReplyDeleteEh. Makes you sort of wonder if you were found on a doorstep, when you're confronted with your parents taste, doesn't it? Rest well, Knit long, Savor peace.
Ah, Christmas surprises! Where what someone else wishes you were and thinks you'd like meets what you really are and what you wish they thought you'd like. Still, the tree sounds cute!
ReplyDeleteI used to have a dog who would escape from our fenced yard. He was desperately afraid of fire crackers, so I finally got smart and started keeping some by the back door. When he escaped I'd just light a couple, toss them in the air, and he'd come running back to me for safety.
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas, Catherine. I hope the rain doesn't dampen spirits too much. I look forwrd to your posts and hope that you and Dudley find the present of your dreams under that kitchy tree!
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