Me, Mrs. G and the ridiculous retriever just got back from our annual trek to the wilds of southern Luzerne County to execute and relocate a peaceful blue spruce tree that will dominate our living room for the next month. All in all an enjoyable experience. Many families with young children were there and the kids argued over which one to take home.
Our dog was beside himself with so many trees to choose from. After looking around for a while we found our victim and the dog concurred by lifting his leg and watering it. The people at Helen and Eds drilled the hole, bagged it and tied it to our Jeep with their usual good cheer.
After a couple of stops we arrived home and dragged the thing into the house. Now we are pulling out the decorations and lights hitting the first snag of the season when a string of white lights already in the window stopped working. This is the first of many snags to come. Now against my will I've been pressed into sevice hanging ornaments on our unwilling dead vegetation. Mrs. G's ornaments aren't just a collection of bulbs and garnish but each one is a collectors item individually wrapped and boxed. I probably could get a fortune for the stuff on ebay. Putting it up isn't bad but when taking it down trying to find the box it goes into is challenging.
All in all being the lazy bastard that I am I could skip the fuss. I don't even celebrate my birthday as it was so long ago I don't even remember the day. And the sense of obligation to give people gifts is grating. Why do we need an excuse to give our friends and family a gift? Many times during the year I have picked up a book or household item for someone who has expressed a desire or need for such an object. A few weeks ago Mrs. G's Mom noticed that my cutting boards have worn out during the years and knowing of my culinary skills she bought me some new ones. What an absolutely great thing to do out of the blue! It's great to be loved.
Our little Fat Cat was unimpressed by all the commotion. I'm with him.