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You know what I really like at Christmas? Little fairy lights.
Last year I discovered that you can get wee strings of battery-operated LED lights that last forever if you're careful about turning them off at night. This year I ordered a heap more. Just imagine -- sixteen! strings! of! wee! lights! I spent a little time stringing lights on almost all of the plants in the living room. I have two to finish, maybe, some time today.
And that's about all I have to do. I have one giftie for Roy that has to be labeled and decorated with a slapped-on bow. Other than that, and the fairy lights, I'm done.
Except for the microbes. Microbes don't give a hoot that it's Christmas Eve. It's Tuesday, and they have a case of the screaming feed-mes. Okay, I fed them, and I'll portion them out -- these for next week, these for the fridge, and these for the bread I'll mix up the day after Christmas.
I have to walk up to Walgreens to pick up a prescription, but that's something that I need to do anyhow.
Our four-foot tree is due to be delivered some time today. Down to the basement with it, unless we decide we'd like to play with it. Edited to add: It's here, we opened it up, and we're dubious, but if it's on a low table and covered with ornaments it ought to be okay.
Roy is in charge of the lamb chops. I am in charge of the green beans and rice blend. The dessert is made. Roy is going out for wine. I am really looking forward to turning off all but the fairy lights and enjoying the sparklies after dinner.
Blessings of the season to you all.
Last year I discovered that you can get wee strings of battery-operated LED lights that last forever if you're careful about turning them off at night. This year I ordered a heap more. Just imagine -- sixteen! strings! of! wee! lights! I spent a little time stringing lights on almost all of the plants in the living room. I have two to finish, maybe, some time today.
And that's about all I have to do. I have one giftie for Roy that has to be labeled and decorated with a slapped-on bow. Other than that, and the fairy lights, I'm done.
Except for the microbes. Microbes don't give a hoot that it's Christmas Eve. It's Tuesday, and they have a case of the screaming feed-mes. Okay, I fed them, and I'll portion them out -- these for next week, these for the fridge, and these for the bread I'll mix up the day after Christmas.
I have to walk up to Walgreens to pick up a prescription, but that's something that I need to do anyhow.
Our four-foot tree is due to be delivered some time today. Down to the basement with it, unless we decide we'd like to play with it. Edited to add: It's here, we opened it up, and we're dubious, but if it's on a low table and covered with ornaments it ought to be okay.
Roy is in charge of the lamb chops. I am in charge of the green beans and rice blend. The dessert is made. Roy is going out for wine. I am really looking forward to turning off all but the fairy lights and enjoying the sparklies after dinner.
Blessings of the season to you all.
