Finally, something not about my eyes. (Which are finally, definitely improving, albeit very slowly. I've almost forgotten what it was like to see the world non-blurrified and darkish.)
(Dammit, I lied. Sorry. One parenthetical about my eyes and that's it! Moving on!)
This weekend my sunglasses, hand sanitizer and I ventured out into the world in search of a Christmas tree.
We've never gone to the tree farms this late, so I gotta say, pickings were slim, small and/or very lopsided.
Eventually we found one with only a small bald patch that we figured would face a wall anyway.
Jason got to work and the boys (plus "Tahu" and "Hobbes," who now go everywhere with us and must be addressed as proper members of the family, plz take note) got to mugging.
(Side tangent, but what was UP with the weather this weekend? Decorating a Christmas tree in 70 degree weather? Kids riding their bikes around the neighborhood in shorts with Christmas music blaring out of open windows? It was like living somewhere NICE where the weather doesn't suck ass 90% of the year.)
Once we got the tree home we realized we may have gone a little overboard.
Tiny bit jazzed about the vaulted ceilings, yes. And completely forgetting that we don't really own a proper ladder.
So there was some improvising with a Swiffer Duster extend-o handle.
And then a rake may or may not have gotten involved.
And in the end, we miraculously had enough lights and ornaments to cover all the visible real estate.
(We gave up on the star and ordered a bigger one with a different style base. Jason is confident his Swiffer handle plus rake system [patent pending] will work once it arrives.)
Once the tree was done, the boys decided to decorate elsewhere in the house.
Why yes, those ARE random socks attached to the mantel with Scotch tape and paper clips, labeled "Tahu" and "Hobbes."
And naturally, that's a Charlie Brown Christmas tree with the old star attached next to a note instructing Santa to leave a "red present" underneath and no, I have no idea what kind of "red present" Ezra is talking about. Bearius Care, perhaps?
But OF COURSE, there's also a random book of Christmas Cats (???) next to the firewood, a gift to Santa from Ezra. It's also red?
The taped-up socks have since been upgraded to these $3 mini-stockings from Target, purchased by an indulgent father who is probably more excited about our giant tree than anyone else and is just going full-on festive and whimsical and strewing lights on bushes and shit.
Hobbes has asked for a can of tuna fish in his stocking, while I'm unsure of Tahu's request because it probably has something to do with Bionicles and I simply actually literally cannot absorb any further information about Bionicles beyond the fact that Tahu is the Red One. He probably wants the Mask of Blah Blah Blah or the Sword of Yadda Yadda, but something tells me he's going to get a mini-sock full of Halloween candy instead.