Friday, January 1, 2010

How Long Can I Use My Christmas Tree As a Nightlight?




I love leaving my Christmas tree lights on and turning off all my other lights, but every day that goes by, this gets harder and harder. Not because I feel guilty that my tree is still up. No, it would have to be February before I felt bad about that. Only because at some point it becomes a flash point waiting for the next spark to go up like a blue dart fart. It's truly very sad. 

I hope everyone had a fabulous New Year's Eve. My grandson is a party animal. He made me open every cupboard in his mom's kitchen and when he spotted something good, grunting in toddler talk what he wanted. I don't speak Zayne yet, so it was a little frustrating for him. I'm sure if he could talk, he would have said, "Grandma, get a grip. If I wanted granola, I would grunt at my mommy. I want Cheez-Its, Ritz crackers. You get the idea, Grams."

We read Pat the Bunny. He played endlessly with a tape measure. Pulling it out, then letting it snap back into the case. I figured at some point he was going to tape measure his nose off, but he was giggling like a mad man doing it, so I didn't make him stop. He passed out at nine and being the excellent grandson he is, he went right to sleep. 


I turned on a movie and the next thing I know the ending credits are running. The first New Year's Eve where I didn't drink and I still pass out. 


But really I was not babysitting my grandson, I was babysitting the granddog. Poor Meloh. He is a little dog with long gazelle legs. People all over the neighborhood were setting off firecrackers and the poor mutt was shivering like a bowl full of jelly. (I just typed bowel, instead of bowl. I need a vacation.) He finally fell asleep at my feet. I felt really bad though. I moved and accidentally tooted and scared the heck out of him. The look on his face was priceless. 


I have a long list of goals and projects and resolutions this year. Maybe I should shoot for a goal of completing them before the end of the decade. I figure I better take care of all those letters addressed to taxpayer. This IRS person is really becoming a pain in the ass. 

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14 comments:

Sandi said...

Sounds like a great New Years Eve. I only made it until 10:30pm.

Secretia said...

Everyone I talked to fell asleep by 10pm and woke up just before midnite!

adrienzgirl said...

We were up partying with the children. Playing cards and jamming with their music! :D

Happy New Year to ya Kat!

Working Mommy said...

LOL! That poor dog sounds like mine...scared of everything including falling leaves and shadows...must be horrible to be so neurotic...

~WM

Mad Woman said...

Happy New Year!! I wish my kids would behave for my mother the way Zayne did for you :)

Dual Mom said...

Happy New Year! You probably shouldn't ignore that IRS person for too long....

FRANNIE said...

Sounds like a great New Year's :).

One year we left the tree up until Valentine's Day.

Elliott said...

We made it to midnight this year ONLY because we were still at the airport and still had a 45-minute drive home. At least we got to see fireworks from the air.

I love our artificial tree for everything it isn't: brittle, needle-dropping, fire hazard. And since Lori and I are both in the Payroll/Tax business, the tree is regularly up until February - W2's won't wait. However, since we're supposed to be 2300 miles away by February, I suppose I should think about packing it up sooner.

ethelmaepotter! said...

Well, I've got y'all all beat - I not only stayed up til midnight, I didn't go to bed until 4am! Of course, that may have something to do with the fact that I work nights...
"...don't speak Zayne..." PRICELESS!! Happy New Year, and remember that if you just throw a blanket over the tree, you can have people play "Guess what's under the blanket" all year, then not have to do it all over again in December!

Tattoos and Teething Rings said...

A bowel of jelly?! teehee, you do need a vacation. Happy New Year!

Aunt Juicebox said...

When I was a kid, I would take a book and a pillow and crawl back in the very corner behind the tree and stay back there for hours. :)

Housewife Savant said...

My tree is still up too. I love the lights n a darkened living room, but after the 26th it's Kel vs. The Enemy.
The stinkeye does NOT make The Enemy undecorate itself, so I'm doing it. Eventually.

The excellent Gram that you are; begin 2010 by making a list of Zayne's favorites for your next blowout...cheese in a can...gummy worms...something made by everyone's darling Little Debbie.
And take entetainment to a whole 'nother level. I'm thinking laser pointer.
Or Snaps. The little dog would love 'em.

Red Writer said...

I hate it when I accidently move and toot! That little Zayne is a nut ball! I hope I didn't sound too drunk when I called you.

Happy Fricken New Year!!!

funderson said...

OH! My sweetheart likes the tree up for half a year and I like it down immediately! This year I've tried to leave it up and have suceeded but it is driving me BAT CRAP CRAZY!

Happy Tootin' New Year!