so today, we are going to get our Christmas tree. It’s been a rough couple of months and to be honest, I can’t seem to locate my Christmas Spirit. I think I left it behind in Dallas when we moved, probably in a box in the attic marked “Important, don’t leave behind.”
So, the Christmas decor is out, to a degree. I don’t have the space to put it all out nor do I have the “umph” necessary to do so. But the Boy was happy when he came home last night and saw mommy’s snow globe collection out and the porcelain tree on the side table, so it’s better…
On to the tree. I love the smell of fresh trees, but we get them later in the season so they don’t get so crisp by Christmas Day. The Christmas shows are taped and waiting for viewing, the family has all been invited…I need to just buckle up and get happy…right? Right!
It’s sunny and mild out which is another driving factor…is it normal to get a tree in shorts? Maybe other places, but I want to be wearing a jacket, maybe some gloves…but not today…it’s almost balmy. We had snow LAST week and I know that up here in the “country” they get a snow coat of about 3-4 feet every year, usually in March…I am hoping that we get it for Christmas. Wouldn’t that be cool?
So…today…as “step” parent to three pups…I learned that little dogs have “Big Dog Syndrome.” And that they bite. Hard. We had to clip nails and Doodle decided to make me a chew toy…yeah…ouch. None of them are really speaking to either of us now, so it’s quiet. But this is after a morning of barking at anything that moves, LOUDLY and Doodle attacking both the sofa cushion and MY SLIPPER…
sounds funny…it was funny to see…the slipper is bigger than the dog. Luckily, there was no humping involved, so I get to keep my slipper.
I have found the pup consider carrots, pringles, popcorn, pizza and anything else I pick up to be THEIR treats and I am to share. hmmmm….