Christmas Is For Bitches

November 23, 2004 § Leave a comment

So add me to the queer list that I never thought I’d be on: I put up our christmas tree. Yes, on November 22nd.

I would suppose it’s a psychological reaction to ignoring the present unhappiness in my job and projecting it onto something else that’s generally pleasant and that I’m more excited about. It will also be my first christmas with the boy, in our new home, and with a new family. Pretty schmoopy stuff. I bought some trinkets and ribbon to put on the tree, as well as some cute little dog ornaments (a pair of goldens for Sam and a pair of black mutts for Maggie, naturally). A little sprig of holly berries is serving as the tree topper this year. I’m quite pleased with the whole shebang, despite the fact that it all hangs on a 5 foot tree that came out of a box from my mom. Details.

So, all was well until the boy called this morning to report an incident with the tree. It seems that Maggie was displeased with my display and proceeded to carefully pull off each of the little black dog ornaments without disturbing anything else on the tree, especially the precariously twisted ribbons. She then went ahead and ate off their legs.

Hmmph.

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