Sunday, December 05, 2004
I’m Da Man!
Yes I’m da man, no I guess it is woman. I just came in from outside a little tired with red cheeks and cold feet. But my friends I have just put up five strings of multi colored C9 lights, spread the mini clear nets lights over the bushes by the front door, and hung the cluster balls above said bushes. The amazing thing is my feet never left the ground! Thanks to a telescoping pole with a light hook on it. Now I must admit that when the string doesn’t hook over the cuphooks on the first or second try the drunken sailor comes out in me and the air turns blue around my little spot. But I’m allowed to do this because I don’t climb the ladder any more and the worst that can happen is that I get a face full of a stringed lights.
In the morning I am going to clear off the dining room table and start constructing deers and a sled to put out front. I have wanted them since we moved up here because we live on a hill and are about 200 feet from the road. In town we used to worry that what we put out would be there in the morning. They are a pretty decent size and should look real good from the road.
Of course the spot in front of the bay window is still extremely bare and very dark so the tree will be the next job. With that will come the lighted garland across the banister in the loft and down the stairway. Then the lighted village buildings, the nativity scene, and all the decorations that over 30 years accumulate in our life.
So if you don’t mind as the place take shape I’ll post some pictures. But please don’t expect Good House Keeping because you are going to get early orange crate!!
At The Age…
I’m at the age where when I stand in the checkout line people talk to me. Yesterday at the end of the line a man commented, “This must be the end of the line.” I replied, “Yes I’m always the last table to be served at a wedding reception and the last guy in line.” He smiled saying, “Me too so I guess I belong here!” About that time a little old lady, in front of me, as tall as my armpit looked up and said, “My son said he needed a wrench to fix a pipe.” She raised this pipe wrench as big as her forearm and declared, “This should do the job and then some.” I stood and inwardly giggled wondering just how big that pipe was that needed fixing. I thought how wonderful she was to stand in line in a tool department during a big sale and lug a large pipe wrench for her son!
Next at Aco Hardware I saw my lighted wire deer and sled on sale. No cash in my pocket, but I had watched the price lower some each year and I finally decided that it was worth charging them this year. I found a salesman to load them onto a flatbed cart for me. He asked which did I want the buck or the doe. I replied I wanted both of them. From across the aisle a voice said, “Don’t put them too close together or you are asking for trouble.” A man in the next aisle stood smiling and his two kids giggled a little. I replied laughing, “I know I’ll end up with a yard full of baby deer.” He said thoughtfully, “That might not be a bad idea.” I agreed as popular as they are!
Today I sat at breakfast thinking it is so great that I am at the age where strangers will speak to me and not worry about offending me. At times it is very humorous and it makes you feel that you are still worth talking too.