We visited him again yesterday, and he was ever so slightly jolly. He twinkled a bit. He may have even chortled once or twice in a jovial, non-threatening manner this time around.
Maybe he joined AA.
And look, he got himself a little helper.
How freakin' cute is that?
This is the first time in seven years that we've gone out to get the Christmas tree with sun, and snow, and some semblance of actual Christmas cheer in the air.
This is the first time in seven years that we've gone out to get the Christmas tree with sun, and snow, and some semblance of actual Christmas cheer in the air.
Maybe the vagrant snorted some of the snow, and that's why he was so merry and bright.
I know all that crisp, fresh, rainless air went to our heads, and we ended up picking out a tree that was 300 feet tall.
Srsly.
We had company this year. JEDA's to the left, Vibrant's to the right.
Our combined broods made a predicably unruly bunch. They were far more interested in snowball fights and sledding than they were in Christmas trees or posing for pictures. What gall! And I'm pretty sure one of them--almost certainly Boy--farted in the vagrant's hovel. But their fresh pink cheeks and infectious smiles told me that they were having the time of their lives (or at least of this December). And I'm prepared to make the Christmas tree farm at Gimmelland #1 on my new list of Norwegian wonderous-ness.
Christmas wouldn't quite be Christmas without it anymore.
1 comment:
Ahhhh....makes me miss that old scroungy sucker! It looks like you had a great time. Be sure you post pictures of the finished tree. Speaking of which, guess who has a REAL tree this year? Just purchased it this very evening after standing around the fire and petting the corralled burros. Apparently, I'm a sucker for atmosphere!
BTW, expect all future comments to be i Norske. I figure it'll be good practice. I'll just have to set aside a few hours to compose, translate, edit, translate, say to-hell-with-it, and click send.
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