The Christmas tree was 'fully lit' last night, as was I when I finished... which explains my 'Lies, Lies, LIES' piece.
Today, after recovering, I once more braved the chilly, but not completely CRAPPY weather that was yesterday. The cumulative IQ that I came across probably topped out somewhere around 100. And I was out for a couple of hours. Having nice weather definitely makes the whole experience MUCH better. I didn't address any woman using the 'C' word, nor did I attempt to push anyone in front of a speeding bus. I'd say it was a 6 on a 1-10.
After returning from shopping and hastily wrapping Dave's packages I pondered: "Should I actually DECORATE the tree this year?" Last year had minimal ornamentation, as we were both deathly ill the week before Christmas. And once it arrived I spent 4/5ths of it in the emergency room with an ear infection that although wasn't LIFE threatening, was incredibly painful and caused me to completely lose the hearing in my right ear. The highlight of my night was being patted on the back before I was released and told by the chirpy ER doctor, "sometimes you scratch the inside of your ear with a Q-tip or something... and it gets inflamed..."
Oh, was THAT why I could barely stand upright without getting nauseous from the pain? Jackass. Sorry, "Dr. Jackass."
Well, I had my 'revenge'. I had to return less than 12 hours later to the same ER, where I waited... oh, 4 hours before a doctor who actually KNEW what she was doing sent me upstairs for a CAT scan. Ok, it wasn't exactly revenge, so to speak, but at least I felt that I was receiving medical care at that point. Long story short, the tree didn't get decorated. And that's another story.
So, tonight I broke out with the boxes and boxes and boxes of 'Christmas Stuff', as it is labeled. Surprisingly the contents of these 'Christmas Boxes' are primarily packing material. I consolidated a lot of space. Please don't tell Dave. "I was SAVING that plastic bag!!!!"
Fast forward. The tree is fully decorated. And we are now doing shots of every kind of alcohol we have in the house out of our recently acquired 'ice shot glasses', which is really a freezer mold that you make your little shooters in. It's something that needs perfecting. We should have the kinks worked out by tomorrow.
Sambuca?
No, I'll pass.
Merry Christmas all........
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