a word on obsession

December 2, 2008

I don’t think those straps are going to hold unless you tighten the br…haha!!That TICKLES!

Ahem. I need to admit something, and its not easy, so don’t laugh. Right away.

I’m obsessed with getting a Christmas tree this year.
I know exactly when this moment happened. Last year, in the throesafter cutting ties with a lover, I found myself driving around Berkeley on Christmas Eve, looking for luminaries. travelwithkids.about.com/cs/wi…is.htm
I found some, so happily, headed home to curl up with cat(s) and have a quiet evening before the raucousness of the House of YAY the next day. I pulled up to my house. Gurgle, gurgle, goes my tummy. Ohhh, oh. That’s not good. Before I knew what had hit me, I lost my lunch, walking across the street. Thus commenced the next painful, wrenching lightning fast stomach flu of my LIFE. I couldn’t even get from my bedroom to the living room, a mere 6 steps. I vowed that if I was ever to be holed up at home again, I would have something PRETTY to look at. So here we are. A year later.

I decided I’m getting a tree, decorating it with regular ho hum ornaments and pretty handmade ones as well. I’ve gotten a stand. I’ve hung silver bells.www.youtube.com/watch I bought lights. I cleared a space for the tree, and like a true Virgo, measured how wide and deep it can be. (stop laughing.)

Just to give you an idea of why this is a big bru-ha-ha, I haven’t done this in 15 years. I’m an animist. And even when I DO do this, its for Winter Solstice.en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wint…lsticeWhen I did do this last, it was so long ago, I hardly know what to do. But, like so many things, its like riding a bike. A tall, commercial, Christian, expensive,join-the-throng bike, but a bike nevertheless. Anyway, I wanted to feel what it feels like, you know. .to *experience* Christmas. In its corniness. In its festive warm hot cocoa feeling in your chest. To wear a tacky sweater.dianepernet.typepad.com/photos…er_.jpg To snicker at the girls who wear tiny red ball ornaments from their ears. (hey, I have my pride.)To snuggle up to my friends more. To be kind. To buy something unexpected and thoughtful for someone who never dreamed I would.

and the best part is? I get it for the whole month. And when the month is over, I’m going to join my friends who burn their Christmas trees, so they don’t go to the landfill. I’ll have some very warm memories, and some new, handmade ornaments, by me. I don’t know if I’ll do a tree next year. But I do know that I am ALLLL about it right now.

After all, when have I ever passed up a chance to be corny?

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