Christmas trees are about as different as their owners and the decorations too. I am a meticulous obsessive compulsive decorator when it comes to my tree. It's too good for that damn silver stringy plastic tinsel that makes my kitties poo look like they ate a titty dancer from the down the road instead of a rat. As for the glass or "faux" glass balls, they only serve as a mirror to torment dear Iggy, Roxy, Hiro, Boomer and Gordy. The poor buggers see their reflection in the glass and whack away thinking another cat has moved in on their territory to take over the sweetest lap in the house. Nothing like waking up in the morning to shattered shards and wire ornament hangers. My living room floor used to look like a boot camp obstacle course for midgets! After the days discourse and some catching up with my brother and his SO I proceeded to open the box and assemble the tree of doom! Needles are everywhere and the cats haven't even seen it with the lights on yet but are licking their chops with anticipation of climbing inside to bat at or swat at the offensive "cat toys" decorating the tree.
I still have lights to do, putting it off till tomorrow seemed the best idea considering I need some pretty special bulbs for my old miniature lights to my chaser set.(I love the chasers in white because if you place them on the outside of a tree, even the colored lighted ones, and turn them on to the right speed they have the effect of falling snow) I have graduated to the new LEDs but they are too bright and someone needs to tone them down to the more candle-like glow of the old minis. I do use some of them along with the others but until they do I won't give up my old sets. I mean come on...technology is fine and dandy but why do we need these inferior lights that shine too damn bright when the whole idea is for visual aesthetics? Not to mention but the need did arise, the brightness adds to the allure to the four-legged household members drawing more unwanted attention to the innocuous ornaments that otherwise would have gone unnoticed by the beasts of the home. I place all the good items to the top and the lesser at the bottom, but I know my "big daddy" has a way of getting far enough up to reach the topper. One year they took down "the old lady" and shredded her to rags....sad day too as I had to retire her, hence the new sexier model! lmao
Somehow, through the depression from '08 till now, my memory slipped and until today had not realized that the ex had taken the tree down...I only just realized because I hand wrap each and every trinket with the grace and anal retentiveness of an old prune in a cable sweater! Now they are all just heaped together in a pile in small grocery bags like someone was picking apples and didn't care what got bruised. Even the silk flowers are all messed up and there are the years gone by's new ornaments. I buy special ones every year for Lobo and I and "other," and pretty much outside of actual bells, flowers, beads, ribbon, icicles that look like the frozen water daggers outside instead of silver hair and special ornaments, not much else gets put on. Once in a while I will bend and yield to some tasteful garland, but usually just an all around fantastic "shopping mall" art object specimen stands where the tree was when I am finished. So Mobe goes to the hardware store tomorrow to procure 12volt lamps(white) and 125amp fuses and check out the competition. Tree decorating is to the woman what yard decorating is to the men...pics will come to Facebook and here(if I can figure that one out)so keep your eyes open...in the meantime I am here comfy cozy tapping out the woes of the day and the giggles of the hour while chatting with friends far and close...~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves
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