Tinsel and all that glitters

And so the 1^st of December happened and we put up a tree.  A very simple version of a story that is just a tad longer…

As in the past, I decided not to put up a tree at home as we leave for our annual beach holiday soon in any event.  Well after seeing trees, baubles, glitter and what not on Facebook, I felt extremely guilty for denying my kids the pleasure of Christmas for two whole weeks whilst my virtual friends’ kids were all rolling in the tinsel. 

So I decided to put up the tree after all, how lazy can one person be.  Out came the box and the tree and the lights and horror of horrors, we are missing a leg.  So Luka and I went to the mall last night and got a new tree, a bigger tree and more sparkly things than we need.  If it says Christmas, and if it even has a hint of glitter, we have it, we even have fairy lights running up our balustrade, we have baubles and glitter and advent calendars, I really went to town on this one. 

It is just that Christmas takes on a sparkliness and a magical happiness with small kids who truly believe that being naughty will result in Santa bringing you a chunk of coal and that good behaviour can miraculously make a tent appear under a tree on Christmas morning.  I almost hear sleigh bells ringing myself, forgetting that Gerhard is Santa in my case and Santa just happens to know my underwear size. 

On the Christmas front, letters were written and dispatched to Santa and a tent is making its way to Centurion via an online shopping website.  Gerhard went to a fish and tackle shop I kid you not and a rod and some tackle was acquired.  Poor Gerhard will be spending the 25^th of December 2013 fishing in a lagoon in Natal, I will be playing dolls with Luka, and it’s a hard life I tell you.

And here we are again, in the madness that leads up to Christmas trying to squeeze in a million things before we all go on holiday.  The kids are finishing up school for the year, we are winding down things at work and as we start listening to Christmas carols instead of rock, I realise that we are all truly blessed to have the life we are living.

So here is to another December, another festive season, another leg of lamb and another Christmas stocking.  And to sun, sand, and margaritas!  Cheers.