Thursday, January 10, 2008

• I Just Can't Let It Go

  I haven't taken down my Christmas tree yet.

  In years past, that would not have been possible. By this date it would have been a pathetic corpse of a tree, no needles, sagging branches, a fire hazard at best. But a few years ago I got me a brand new shiny,  8 ft. fake Christmas tree, with branches that take days, not hours, to assemble and hold more lights and ornaments that any family has a right to ever own. BTW, don't ever buy a Christmas tree in a warehouse store. When we first laid eyes on it in the massive Loew's down the street, it was cute and full, and not fake looking. When we got it home, it still wasn't fake looking, but it takes up (over) half of our living room, and the poor angel on top in perpetually bent over in order to fit. I thought I wanted to get rid of it this year when we first put it up, it just was TOO MUCH, but now it threatens to become a permanent fixture in our home. Why? Because it is so pretty, and twinkly, and cheerful, and it makes me happy when I sit in the same room with it, which has been all the time lately.

  When you live in Pittsburgh, the chances of seeing the sun for more than a few hours a month during the winter are slim, and the cloud covered sky makes everything else seem brown or grey and just pretty miserable. And this year we have for some reason escaped the massive storms of the midwest and east, so we haven't even had a good snow to cover the mud and rotting leaves left all over the landscape this year. Ugh. So when I come home from work each night I run upstairs and put my jammie pants on and my fluffy bathrobe, grab the knitting, and sit with the twinkling tree all night, and I just feel better. It's more fun (and cheaper) than a sun lamp. It might never come down.

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