The Ghosts of Christmas Past
This is the last of my delinquent holiday posts. You know, one of those drafts that I just never got around to polishing up and posting during the appropriate season.
There have been a couple of years where I didn’t decorate due to travel or other circumstances. But there were several years of breaking out the ladder and stringing icicle lights along the eaves. Times when I questioned the validity of the manufacturer’s warning not to combine more than three strings of lights. Oddly enough, those seem to be the same years when I had to change the tiny fuses in the plug at the end of the string. Go figure. There was one year when I started with the wrong end of the lights and had to take them down and start all over again.
Despite paying my dues thusly, one of my children thrust a dagger into my heart by saying that I hardly ever decorated the house for Christmas. Do you think if she hadn’t been so busy watching TV and had come out to help me, that just maybe she would have remembered all that decorating? Not that I’m bitter or anything – excuse me while I snarl.
My decorating efforts were already being questioned when we realized that we had left all of our decorations in the attic of our old house during our move from Florida. So off we went to get some new ones, put ’em up just in time, and now it’s time to take them all down (they’ve been down for several months now, this is an old draft). Nonetheless, I am posting a few pictures as proof for fond memories.
Outside we placed three cute penguins to let everyone know that JOY was the secret password to gain admission.
The inflated Snowman served as bouncer in case the party got out of hand.
A wreath greeted guests at the door.
Stockings were hung with care, but nowhere near the chimney lest they catch fire from the excessive heat generated by the fake logs and the gas fire-place…
…and the tree was lighted. As you can tell we don’t make a big deal about gifts. I bought my husband a sweater two Christmases ago and this Christmas was the first time he wore it. As for me, I never stop giving myself gifts all year ’round :). As for the kids, we allow them to live with us ;). Isn’t that enough of a gift?
I had planned to post these pictures on Christmas day, but a brilliant scholar who shall remain nameless (cough- Era-cough) forgot to charge her camera and so – no pictures were available.
Oh, by the way, we even assembled and decorated a ginger bread house.
Alright, it’s all been documented – finally, whew! Are holiday celebrations and decorating left up to you?