After saying goodbye to Mama Hawthorne
I surprisingly found out very soon
that I needed to literally hurl myself into Christmas.
Traditions suddenly became extremely important and vital.
I wanted to wrap the warmth of my family around me.
The second day home,
The Mister and I were out running errands,
we passed a Christmas tree lot,
and I, of all people,
demanded we go in and buy a tree,
right then and there.
Mr. Hawthorne was, I think,
a bit taken aback by my abruptness and anxiousness
in immediately procuring a tree,
but he knows me so he acquiesced.
We've never bought a tree this early.
We got a nice 10-footer to go in our "Occasional Room."
It's like a castle turret (to me, but I'm delusional),
and I celebrate numerous and varied Occasions in it.
Niece Xmaskatie was kind enough
to come last weekend for a visit.
She helped me rearrange our living area,
and helped me decorate our tree.
Thanks again, Xmaskatie.
I needed that.
Anyways,
we decorated a beautimous tree.
And about 3 days later,
the tree took a nose dive
while I was in the Frenzy of Christmas Marathon Baking.
Mr. Hawthorne and I propped it up that night
and he tied it,
but it wasn't until another 3 days later
that we worked on the totally askew lights.
There was no way I was going
to untangle all those lights,
so I just started at the bottom
(because I can't reach the top
and small step stools, ladders and gravity
ARE the EVUL to me),
and I poked all the wires back to the center of the tree,
rearranged,
pushed,
prodded,
pried apart.
etc
It was a lot of hard work.
So here's tonight's first video of the tree.
Here's tonight's second video.
And here's tonight's third video.
and getting back from Danville last week,
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