Not even a mouse…
Six days til Chirstmas. Are you ready? I’m not. I still have so much to do. Where are the elves when you need them? Perhaps they are busy stirring… stirring their martinis. OK, pass the eggnog!
8 days til Christmas…
Nine days til Christmas…
13 Days til Christmas, time to bake some cookies.
He’s making a list,
Checking it twice,
Gonna find out who’s naughty or nice…
“Isn’t there anyone who knows what Christmas is all about?”
“And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, ‘Fear not: for behold, I bring unto you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the City of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.’ And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God, and saying, ‘Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.'”
One Christmas when I was a child my family and I took my horse, Soroya, up the mountain across from her stables to get our Christmas tree. The plan was to cut it down in Rockwellian fashion, strap it to Soroya and then she would drag home the most perfect tree for us. I’m pretty sure my parents would tell you, it wasn’t that simple…
There was most likely lots of arguing and many people losing patience. “I want that tree.” “No, I want that tree!” “But Mom, Andy got to choose last year.” “Ok, how do we actually cut it down?” “How do we strap it to the horse?” “I thought YOU were bringing the rope!” “Wait, the horse is loose, somebody go and get her!” “I’m cold.” “I’m freezing!” “I can’t feel my toes.” “Mom, I want to go home!” “Oh crap! The damn rope broke! Guess we’re going to have to drag the tree ourselves!” “Mom… I have to pee.”
Regardless of what tragedies may have ensued on that day, this illustration is how I will always remember it… My picture perfect Christmas.
