Gave our thanks, ate the ham and stuffing, made a Black Friday excursion to Target with my brother just out of curiosity (emerging with only a peppermint mocha apiece, three pieces of kids' clothing, and a general sense of bewilderment) (because OMG BLACK FRIDAY PEOPLE BE CRAY) .... then onto the legal Christmassing! The first stop, as is tradition in our new lives as Coloradans, was the San Juan National Forest. Where I eschewed all trees under the 9,000 foot mark and forced J to climb higher and higher and HIGHER GOSH DARNIT with his chainsaw until I found just the right Tannenbaum for our living room. It's hard to breathe up there, yall. And the snow was up to my waist. SEE WHAT I DO FOR CHRISTMAS?
|do i have the cutest sister and brother in the world? why yes. yes, i do.|
sparky is a big tough man.
Success! Victorious, we drove home to the sound of the Glee Christmas soundtrack I can't get enough of (but J can....), set up the tree, and admired our work for a whole twenty minutes before the kitten climbed the helloutta that tree and knocked it down and threw bits of forest debris from one end of the living room to the other. Fa la la la LAAAAAAA. As of 9am today we were down two (sentimental) ornaments (yay, kids!) and had already stripped the tree down and dressed it back up again when I spent a good hour last night tossing and turning over the painstaking decision I'd made to do the colored lights (FUN MOM!) when what I really wanted was the classy white lights. So, you know, DO OVER. (Kids were thrilled, for the record, because it meant they got to fight over who got to hang which ornament where alllllll over again!)
No but for real? I love this all. The tree, the kitty, the nightly Advent snuggle up and read time with the red pajama clad kids. And the glitter! And the music! And the GLITTER!