This post is part of Just Jot it January, and our prompt of the day is courtesy of Wendy. Check out her blog here!
I’ve always been captivated by sparkly things.
I think it started at Christmas time.
Photo: A sparkly red ball hanging from my Christmas tree along with a few other non-sparkly balls and a plush bear with wings, holding a star.
If I had my way, all my ornaments would be sparkly and they’d turn all by themselves so they sparkle more. Or maybe that would be overkill. Less is more, after all. Besides, I might be so captivated I wouldn’t be able to do anything else the whole time the tree is up.
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(Photo: a fully decorated tree. Alex did it all by himself this year.)
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The rules that I’ve made for myself (but don’t always follow) for “One-Liner Wednesday” are:
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It seems no matter how good my intentions this year, nothing seems to work out.
Case in point: today I spent a good two hours solid looking for a song they’ve been playing often on the radio to use for Bee’s Love Is In Da Blog prompt. I had the lyrics in my head, but stupidly, I decided to look for the name of the song–on Youtube, no less–rather than just Google the lyrics I had. By the end of the two hours, I couldn’t even remember the lyrics because I’d listened to so many songs that weren’t the one I was searching for.
So I put the radio on.
All day.
They didn’t play it.
Unless of course they did when I was visiting my mother in the hospital. Yes, she’s still there. I hoped to track down her doctor to find out the results of the CT scan she had done on her lungs on Sunday, to perhaps see why she’s getting worse instead of better.
No luck finding the doctor.
They told me to come back tomorrow morning.
Which isn’t likely going to happen.
Because we’re expecting freezing rain for 17 hours straight. Which means Alex won’t be going to school again. But hey, maybe instead of talking to the doctor and doing the work I was supposed to do, I can take down the Christmas tree.
That’s probably responsible for all the awesome luck I’m having this year.
Because superstition.
And if that doesn’t work and I don’t show up with the One-Liner Wednesday prompt, you’ll know the ice took down my power lines.
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The road to blogging IS paved with good intentions, after all.
Relatively good news, everyone. Linda survives. Minor concussion, with dizziness, fatigue, and blurry vision symptoms. Her biggest complaint is of a stiff neck. While not the best of Christmas presents, given how serious her icy fall could have been, I think we should all be grateful that it wasn’t worse.
So, until Linda’s symptoms abate sufficiently, I’ll try to keep her EDDD alive.
Right. The image. You may be witnessing the first ever Christmas ladder. Someone who is a working Mom and whose husband has been away on business got fed up with the commercialized nature of Christmas. So she said to heck with it, not going out to buy another tree, what do I have on hand?
Voila. Thus is born the Christmas ladder. A new tradition. If she had been a known artist, the Art Museum of Canada would have paid millions (of taxpayers’ money) to buy it and put it on display.
What are your thoughts on this new Christmas tradition?