As no one brought up politics yesterday, what could have been a contentious family dinner was instead rather enjoyable :)
My near-death illness seems to be abating, but has instead left me with an itchy-as-heck rash on my neck and cheek. Is this what growing old is like, mystery illnesses for no good reason?
I put up my Christmas tree this morning, and several minutes ago finished putting up my Christmas decorations. I have two totes of Christmas decorations and paraphernalia but leave one of them entirely untouched. I've decided which decorations I like a lot and which I can do without, and thus the two totes. And of course, I've switched out all the candles in the house to the Christmas scents.
I don't really have a theme when it comes to decorations. There's no unifying style, just random decorations here and there. But it satisfies me, I like what I see.
My Christmas tree got a new ornament this year, from Calgary. My tree is covered with ornaments from places I've been, thus allowing me to relive my past vacations each year when I decorate. My tree, too, is a hodge-podge of ornamental styles, from my Star Trek (and one Battlestar Galactica) ornaments to military themed ones to vacations ones, and a few actual Christmas ones thrown in for good measure. It may be odd but it is, however, my tree, and it brings me great joy.
For the first time in a couple years I've put my grandparents' manger scene out on my front porch. I'm not plugging in the lights, but it's out on the porch--where it was every Christmas while I was growing up.
My mother and I, veterans both, went to Applebee's on Veteran's Day and received $5-off-your-next-visit cards that expire on Sunday. Since only one card per table per visit can be used, I think we'll do appetizers there the next couple days to use our cards without spending too much money.
Did I mention that I buy presents all year long, and therefore I'm almost done with my Christmas shopping? Well, I do, and I am. That means I can go to the stores and the malls and just absorb the season without the anxiety of "having" to buy somebody something.
I started playing the Christmas CD's today. I don't think I have one with my favorite Christmas carol, O Come All Ye Faithful, but I play what I have. I should go find a CD of chorale music--including O Come All Ye Faithful and Hark The Herald Angels Sing. The two "Christmas" songs I despise the most are Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer and that stupid Christmas Shoes song. Seriously, a dying mother gets people in the Christmas spirit? Seriously?
How long can I sit on the couch and watch the lights sparkle on my tree? A long time, I'd wager to guess. It can be so hypnotic.
Update, 12/15/16: I've heard neither the reindeer song *nor* the shoes song this entire Christmas season! Glory to God in the highest!