O Christmas Tree (again)

O Christmas Tree (2012)

Last year, I rewrote the lyrics to O Christmas Tree to tell the tale of our/MY first real Christmas tree journey.   This year same music (click here) but with different lyrics.  Make sure to open in a different tab and just let the music run in the background.

 

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree

I found you leaning against the wall.

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree

You were whop-sided and about to fall.

We picked you up and brought you home

You had some parts that didn’t belong.

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree

I found you leaning against the wall.

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O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree

Your odd sized branches wouldn’t fit.

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree

I had to find a filler quick.

I had some batting and Styrofoam

A little paint I found at home.

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree

Your odd sized branches wouldn’t fit

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O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree

A poofy snowman you will be.

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree

I packed and roll you on bended knee.

I stuffed you full and filled your cracks

I lit you up and hung knick knacks.

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree

A poofy snowman you will be.

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O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree

A better (thrift-store) find you couldn’t be.

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree

You light my room and smile at me.

Your chubby belly is round and full

Darn, I forgot the scarf of wool.

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree

A better (thrift-store) find you couldn’t be.

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Meet Mr. FROSTrEE my 20.00 thrift store Christmas tree.  I loved the adventure of finding a real tree but I prefer a faux one.

The Mid-night Riders

MIDNIGHT RIDERS.   Sounds cool, right?    Well, it was anything but cool for me.

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I went out of town for a few days with the girls.  While I was away, Hub grew a beard and signed me up to take the kid, Stella, on a midnight run to Alamogordo.  He prepaid for the early release of Assassin’s Creed.  Early release… as in 12:00 am Tuesday morning.  You could just imagine my surprise when I walked in the door and I was greeted by a bear and a kid tickled to death to be “with the geeks” , her words not mind.  From this point on, I will be referring to my Hub as Bear.  There is now not one spot covered with hair except the top of his head 😉  And I will think of myself as olden.

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It is rare that you see Stella excited about anything.  Oh she knows how to laugh but prefers to make us believe she never acquired that skill.  It is a teenager thing or so I have been told.  Tonight however she through caution to the wind.  She smiled and giggled a little devilish giggle all the way down the hill.  I on the other hand, was downing my third cup of coffee, wiping my eyes and yawning at about every mile marker.

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At 9:00 pm we jump in the car.  The instructions on the receipt  said to be down there by 10:00 to get a ticket.  I am wondering how in the world this kid of mine can talk me into things like this.  About that time, I remembered it was Bear that got all this started.  Truly, I was okay with it all.  I love to see her happy.  An hour later we are pulling into the parking lot.  The parking lot is full of people.  Some were dressed as characters from the video (Stella was in that bunch) others barely dressed!   They were from 16 years old to me, and believe me that is a huge age span.  We  go in and get a ticket.  We were assigned line two.  Normally I am the center of attention with my out spoken personality but not tonight.  It became very apparent that my time had come and gone.  These young people had twice the energy and double the stories to tell and they all had something in common that I had no clue about ……Assassin’s Creed.  I listened for a while then tucked my tail between my legs and moseyed on back to the car. I watched Stella from the driver’s side.  She was in her element.   It is hard to watch her grow up but also very rewarding.  I grabbed my phone and tried to convenience myself I was still young and hip.  I mean heck, I had a smart phone and I knew how to use it.

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On the way home she must have noticed I was feeling a little left out because we talked about history.  Assassin’s Creed is a game involving history from the Revolutionary War to the Civil War and beyond…at least I think that is what she said.  It did the trick.  I was not feeling so rejected.  If there is one thing I know about it is history. I mean I practically lived it according to the kid!

Thought for the day:  The most aggravating thing about the younger generation is that I no longer belong to it. … Albert Einstein

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