Here it stands in the living room, old, a little shabby, yet an amazing microcosm(sic) of my life. The collectible ornaments given to me as a young lass, still living at home; Baby's First Christmas, one a white teddy wearing a Miss America sash, the other a brass baby carriage; school bus; soccer players and baseball players in all shapes and sizes; kitchen utensils transformed into Christmas decorations; Styrofoam balls plastered with sequins and glitter; and finally, the snowmen that I love as a symbol of winter and Christmas. This year, Steve put up the tree and strung the lights. The next day, I hung up our history in ornaments. I think about doing a themed tree. Perhaps a little tree in the dining room, with kitchen-related ornaments. Or maybe a sports tree, with all those soccer players hanging their memories, like a lofting ball arcing toward the goal. Snowmen? No. None of those would have the charm of the Page family tree: 1979-2009, Styrofoam, snowmen, soccer and all!
But, why does my artificial tree lose needles???!!!
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
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