Weather a bit chilly today but the brightness of the late autumn sun, just enough to warm the bones. It is a pleasant change from the heat of this southern peninsula. With the holiday season in full swing, cooler weather only accentuates the holiday moods. Although I no longer enjoy temperatures lower than fifty-five degrees, the time frame from Thanksgiving through New Years, is the ONLY time it is tolerable. As Mr. Bill and friend Ward often joked, "this is also the feeding frenzy season!" Through the lips, on to the hips, says it all! Their theory of bulking up for cold weather, just doesn't cut it!
Today's conversation with Ward reminded me, both him and Mr. Bill have just past their one year anniversary as cancer survivors. Ward announcing, "once you find out cancer has been found....you ARE a survivor."
Last season Mr. Bill not too energetic, did not help haul out the holiday decorations, so I modified the display. A complete turn around this year, he even decorated the remaining palms in the yard. As we plugged in the outdoor pre-lit tree, our hopes of a hassle free lighting were dashed. The middle section, "darker than a pocket!" With amazing patience, the Egg-Nazi careful checked each bulb. Unfortunately, the keeper of the lights did not shine fondly or brightly upon us. For that matter they did not shine at all! After a short and surprisingly calm discussion, it was decided we would remove all the pre-lit lights. One would think it shouldn't be too time consuming, after all it wasn't "Made in America," so it should be pretty easy to destroy! Two hours later, a humongous pile of lights and wires, all no longer than three inches in length, lay before us. What were we thinking? Every Boy Scout trying to earn his badge on "knot tying," should learn this trade from the Chinese at the pre-lit Christmas tree factory! Without rhyme or reason, knots that would put the most skilled sailor to shame, held these little lights in place. My thought was, "no biggy, find the end knot, one pull and much like a chain stitch, it would unravel." Silly woman, that would of been way to easy!
So tomorrow, I return to work, happy the season of thanks is upon us. Yard decorated, the interior all gussied up, holiday baking just around the corner, I made a promise to Mr. Bill, "any cookies baked, will be packaged and sent at once." This was his wish..........last week, as he sat totally stuffed from the Thanksgiving feast. By the look of surprise on his face, I surmise this wish was made while feeling the effects of a "turkey stupor!" Once gone, any memory of that statement disappeared as well. By New Years, he will be making resolutions to lose the extra tonnage....."we will see how that works out for him!"
Today's conversation with Ward reminded me, both him and Mr. Bill have just past their one year anniversary as cancer survivors. Ward announcing, "once you find out cancer has been found....you ARE a survivor."
Last season Mr. Bill not too energetic, did not help haul out the holiday decorations, so I modified the display. A complete turn around this year, he even decorated the remaining palms in the yard. As we plugged in the outdoor pre-lit tree, our hopes of a hassle free lighting were dashed. The middle section, "darker than a pocket!" With amazing patience, the Egg-Nazi careful checked each bulb. Unfortunately, the keeper of the lights did not shine fondly or brightly upon us. For that matter they did not shine at all! After a short and surprisingly calm discussion, it was decided we would remove all the pre-lit lights. One would think it shouldn't be too time consuming, after all it wasn't "Made in America," so it should be pretty easy to destroy! Two hours later, a humongous pile of lights and wires, all no longer than three inches in length, lay before us. What were we thinking? Every Boy Scout trying to earn his badge on "knot tying," should learn this trade from the Chinese at the pre-lit Christmas tree factory! Without rhyme or reason, knots that would put the most skilled sailor to shame, held these little lights in place. My thought was, "no biggy, find the end knot, one pull and much like a chain stitch, it would unravel." Silly woman, that would of been way to easy!
So tomorrow, I return to work, happy the season of thanks is upon us. Yard decorated, the interior all gussied up, holiday baking just around the corner, I made a promise to Mr. Bill, "any cookies baked, will be packaged and sent at once." This was his wish..........last week, as he sat totally stuffed from the Thanksgiving feast. By the look of surprise on his face, I surmise this wish was made while feeling the effects of a "turkey stupor!" Once gone, any memory of that statement disappeared as well. By New Years, he will be making resolutions to lose the extra tonnage....."we will see how that works out for him!"
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