I hope you all had a very very Merry Merry Christmas. And I hope that you are looking forward to a fab new year! I always get a little melancholy about the old year leaving. I won't go into all the deep seated psyche that goes into my "fears", but I get a little paranoid that the new year will hold something tragic. I have not had a year that I was ever super happy to say goodbye to. Last year, this fear was proven out when my beloved Granma died on January 2. So I think I don't like the new year because I always know in the back of my head that "this could be the year that ...." Anyway, that's waaaaaay to deep and dark for this post. You can explore my dark side some other time.
What I really want to ask is WON'T SOMEONE OUT THERE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE come over and take down my Christmas decorations? Seriously! If you love me, you will! It's this time each year that I question why in the world I thought it was a good idea to get out ALL the tubs of decorations or why I thought it would be fun to add a few new ones to the collection. Seriously? I think next year I will buy a live tree, buy some red and green plastic balls at the dollar store, and throw the whole thing out to the curb the day after Christmas. It helps me really understand something I never liked or understood as a child. When I was a kid, my parents had a fake tree that had been flocked. It had blue glass balls on it with maybe blue or white lights, I can't remember, I just know it was a monochrome homage to Elvis and 1976! Every year, that tree came out of the attic on December 24. We removed the sheet that had been protecting it for the other 363 days of the year and plugged that puppy in. On December 26, the sheet went back on and up it went to await it's two day appearance the following year. Sort of funny now, when I think about it. And on December 26th, I TOTALLY get it. It's always amazing to me how the decorations that looked so homey and ethereal at midnight on December 25, magically transform themselves to JUNK and clutter overnight and I can't wait to not look at them for a few months.
So.... if you love me, and surely someone out there does.... you will come over and take down all my decorations. You might even organize them when you are in the attic.... if you really really love me. I'll make you a sandwich and an ice cold coca-cola! :) Pretty please!