Typically, I love the Christmas season.
The oversized tree in the picture window,
Bursting with keepsake ornaments and taffeta ribbon.
Garland, delicately laced with twinkle lights woven between the balusters.
Hundreds of colored lights strung outdoors for all to see.
And a smaller Christmas tree, all decked out on the front porch.
I also get over it pretty quick.
Usually before the big day even gets here.
We decorate and celebrate ourselves into a frenzy.
We single handedly try to spur on the economy.
We become walking, talking fruitcakes.
‘Tis the Season.
Well not this year.
Nope…I refuse to get caught up in it all.
Our tree this year; a puny pre-lit artificial.
I bought 3 sets of Christmas balls at $1.99 each.
(The keepsakes will sleep for another year.)
My nephew Anthony made a Star for the top.
It is done, it looks ridiculous.
But come the day after Christmas…
It will be in the trash.
Balls and all.
Ba-hum-bug!
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