Anybody Else Leave Your Tree Up All Year Long? Anybody?

Wannabee BLUNT
Written by Wannabee BLUNT

I have a confession to make. Someone call a priest, open up the grape vine, and let the PTA convene because this is gonna make at least one of those three drop their Bible and gasp…

SOME of my Christmas decorations are up before Thanksgiving.

I know. The horror. It gets worse. Much worse. This is a low beneath my lowest of lows underneath the lowliest places. This is lower than the things you did for a Klondike Bar. This is lower than that time I blamed my child on my fart in the grocery store. This is even lower than things I’ve fantasized masturbating with.

My Christmas decorations are up before Thanksgiving, not because I’m an overachiever, but rather the opposite. I never took them down after last Christmas.

{{Thump}} There’s that Bible.

A golden reindeer sits on my front porch where he has been all year. He made friends with the desolate herb garden container. I murdered Thyme like the Mad Hatter. The reindeer got to know Halloween’s Glittery Black Cat, who is naughty after midnight, who is still hanging out for Thanksgiving because I’m not sure where to put it. They are best friends now. It would seem sadistic to separate them at this point.

As I spiral downward, the stocking holders are still on the fireplace. I scootched them all to one end so I could take a picture of something else on the mantle for my Facebook. I didn’t want people to see my Christmas angels in July. I think I did put the stockings away in the box they belong. Someone get me a cookie.

The Elf on the Shelf is in a toybox chillaxin with Barbie and Dora. I honestly like keeping the decorative angels with the real feather wings and the adorned dress up all year. They just look so good in my living room. Nobody has to know they are CHRISTMAS Angels. Right?

But the Christmas tree still standing in my living room might be a dead give-away. The angel on the top is hanging upside down holding onto the string of a crumpled bow for dear life. I haven’t tried to plug it in since last December, so I’m not sure if the lights still work, but the gold beads and a few ornaments have managed to hang in there for the year. We did put some hearts on it for Valentine’s Day, and the kids sporadically add homemade ornaments to it. Sometimes they wrap up their toys in paper towels and pretend it’s Christmas.

What is wrong with me, you ask? Besides everything…

In early January, I thought about taking it down, but I swore I’d wait until at least Wiseman’s Day (January 6th). The kids didn’t want to take it down yet either. By the time January 7th entered the picture, I straight procrastinated. It wasn’t until Valentine’s Day did procrastination turn into a case of the winter blues of depressional suckage. I told myself as long as there is snow, there can be Christmas.

Well it snowed last Easter. By then, I was like, “He already resurrected, no sense in taking it down now. I’ll put daisies in it.”

In the summer, I was busy. Busy I tell ya. I was busy taking the kids places every day, laden with the task of amusing short attention spans, and struggled to keep the house clean enough for my mom to come over and not gasp in horror. Sort of. Not to mention, I just didn’t really give a copulating urge about the stinking tree. I take meds not to give any copulating urges.

By the time the back to school clustersuck madness was over, I had to plan birthday parties and Halloween, and Halloween… Really? Already? By then, I was like, “It’s close enough to Christmas. It would be stupid to take it down now.”

It’s not like I’m losing anything from this. We still have to decorate a tree for Christmas. Of course, now we just get to skip that annoying first step of locating the tree and go straight to the glory of ornaments.

They do say that the season for giving should be a sentiment that should last all year long.

Nailed It!

 

Michelle Grewe is a Mom, Veteran, Monster Hit man, Bouncer, 20 Questions Master, Semi-Professional Diamond Thief, Mad Scientist, Human Jungle Gym, and a terrible driver. She paints, blogs at Crumpets and Bollocks, plays piano badly, and dabbles in t-shirt design and fontography. She also doesn’t fold underwear, and she eats loads of gluten. She has been published in anthologies Motherhood May Cause Drowsiness and Clash of the Couples and has been featured on websites such as Popsugar Moms and Mamalode.

http://www.crumpetsandbollocks.com
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Wannabee BLUNT

Wannabee BLUNT

Wannabe’s are Guest Authors to BLUNTmoms. They might be one-hit wonders, or share a variety of posts with us. They “may” share their names with you, or they might write as “anonymous” but either way, they are sharing their stories and their opinions on our site, and for that we are grateful.

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