Christmas Ornaments

We spent yesterday putting up our Christmas tree. No real trees in our household. Not as long as Karen, the Domestic Despot is still saving the planet one plastic “to go” container at a time. She actually washes the trash.

Don’t ask.

The cool thing every year is remembering each ornament and the story behind it. We had the most awesome ahead-of-their-time Christmas ornaments in Japan of all places. But I never saw them again after leaving home.

The first Christmas ornament Karen and I have is the “Our First Christmas” oval, marking the date of our marriage 6-21-87. I started getting my outside Christmas lights ready to string up tomorrow.

My display will be of epic proportions.

I know that it means so much more to parents of kids going through Christmas, so they put up any ornaments their goofy kids make at school no matter how hideous.

Not to sound mean, especially at this time of  the year, but I like nice ornaments on our tree. I will take a pic and show you what it looks like.

The tree trimming ceremony has calmed quite a bit since my drinking days. No more being blasted and having to finish the next day. This happened on several years.

Now, I am still OK as I hammered down two bowls of Royale 91.

38% THC.

Hello!

And good night.

Heavy Indica Kush that is perfect for watching Santa Baby with Jenny McCarthy.

Karen just called me a pig again.

I love Babe the pig laughing and wearing a little Santa hat. Why I just wrote that I’ll never know.

And yes, Mariah Carey looks cute in a little Santa hat. Keep your eyes up top and not below where she is starting to succumb to the weight of gravity. (Doesn’t last forever, but you’d never know it if you saw me.)

Don’t get me started on it.

Really, is it any good? The movie I mean.

I think I might have seen her butcher the national anthem once but as bad as it was, it wasn’t hard on the ears.

That’s because the only ones able to hear the notes were dogs.

So consequently, I don’t know any Mariah Carey songs except All I Want For Christmas Is You.

So now comes the placing of the lights, the ornaments on the tree and throughout the house, and I have decided to let Karen have her way what goes where even though she has the absolute worst instincts.

How big of me.

I must be truly great to do that.

Every so often my cuz reads the blog, so if you need produce in northern California, The Veg Boss invented produce.

Period.

Have fun trimming your own tree if you haven’t already.

I’ll be thinking about you and wishing the best this world has to offer for you and your family.

Stay well.

Published by maddogg09

I am an unmotivated genius with an extreme love for anything that moves the emotional needles of our lives.

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