Today was Mom’s big day for getting ready for Christmas. After getting the tree yesterday, she decided that what was needed for a good Christmas was an initially clean house for the tree, apparently so she wouldn’t be embarrassed if the tree saw too much dust in a corner.
Meanwhile, Corwin and I were sent out to put lights on a tree. Gosh, it was cold! I tried some innovative ideas for Christmas lighting in the yard, based on the hours I have spent trying to hang out with Mom while she was mainlining HGTV but nooooo. “Couldn’t you get more of the upper branches or did you run out of lights?”. All my artistic expression crushed like delicate ditch ice under marauding kids’ boots. Still, no frostbite despite the extra hours I spent knuckling under Mom’s creative micro-management.
Corwin wasn’t much help, but he did manage to get the lighted Christmas tree up basically by himself. The picture is is from two years ago, the last time we had it up.