Christmas Tree of Horror
As you can imagine from my little blog name, I like Christmas lights. Oooh, bright shiny. Which makes the guy who sits in the cubicle next to mine the best guy for me to sit with at Christmas time. Today we unloaded about 10 strands of lights and decorated the 4 cubicle hallway we sit in. Well we got mostly done, the catch being that we ran out of creativity/hooks before we ran out of strands. There are still 2 strands waiting to be hung. It’s the perfect way to break up the workday.It also brought to mind my favorite personal Christmas story. When I was little, my Mom made gingerbread cookies to hang on the tree. Very cute, you have to applaud that kind of creativity. The only catch was that after they were all hung on the tree, the schnauzer came through and ate most of the ornaments that he could reach, and ate the bottom of the ornaments when he couldn’t reach the whole cookie. We’d be watching tv when from under the Christmas tree we could hear “CRUNCH, CRUNCH crunch crunch”. In addition, I was probably scarred for life by the fact that after a few days our Christmas tree had become the Christmas tree of horror. Half eaten torsos hung everywhere, looking like something out of Jaws. After that we stuck with occasionally stringing cranberries and popcorn, the gingerbread men stayed home.
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