This time of year, I get rather envious. I walk into some people’s homes where they have put up their Christmas tree or trees. I see the deep green branches, I smell the fresh pine, I touch the needles, and I ask, “Is this real?”
For all of my life, I have lived with someone who has allergies. I do not have allergies. I could work on a Christmas Tree farm and never sneeze once. But I have had to surrender my desire for the real thing so that my loved ones can get through the holiday season unscathed by relentless watery eyes and sinus problems.
One year, we did buy a real tree. It was my husband’s gift to me. I had always wanted a real Christmas tree. So he obliged, we picked a tree, we put it up, and he stayed away from it as much as possible. Meanwhile, I breathed deeply every time I passed by–knowing this was the one and only real tree I’d ever have.
Maybe I can blame the string of artificial trees I’ve owned and the requisite sorting of branches, ordered assembly, and rearranging of limbs to make it look real for my slow-to-warm-up holiday spirit. Like Charlie Brown, I really want to go pick out a real tree, even it is the most anemic one at the nursery. I am tempted to buy my own little real tree and stick it in my back yard to admire.
Although it still won’t feel much like Christmas with a real tree if the 80-degree weather we’ve had in Texas continues much longer. I wonder if y’all are in the holiday mood yet. You can always click over to my Are You A Christmas Person? quiz to see how you’re doing.
Editing: SHARING HUNTER, young adult contemporary novel.
- Complete full rewrite. One-fourth of the way through. I open up the file. I look at all of the pretty words. I stare at them. I stare at my keyboard. I stare out the window. I notice how the window needs cleaning. I have a sudden urge to clean all of the windows. I wonder what the best window cleaner is. I research window cleaners online. I look at the windows again. I decide we actually need new windows. I research windows online. . . .Can you see how this is going?
- Post Sunday ROW80 updates, Amaze-ing Words Wednesdays, and Deep-Fried Fridays. Posted My Secret NaNoWriMo and ROW80 on Sunday, Gifts for the Word Lover on Wednesday, and High School Halls: The Hairstyles with the beautiful Lori Freeland on Friday.
- Write two short stories. Wrote one full short story in response to an open request for anthology submissions. More on this later.
- Write 3,000 words per week on young adult novel. Not sure of the working title, but it’s murder mystery with a preacher’s daughter as the protagonist. Worked on the short story instead. 4,790 words.
- Nothing special here. Just read. A lot. Finished The Baffled Beatlemaniac Caper, a mystery by Sally Carpenter; reading Wicked Sense, a YA paranormal by Fabio Bueno.
- Exercise twice a week. A little here, not nearly enough.
- Sort through photos and complete at least one album. (I stopped scrapbooking five years ago, and it’s piled up into a big mess. Moving into digital albums.) I wish I could hire someone to do this for me.
So how about y’all? Are your Christmas trees real? Do you go for artificial? Which do you prefer?
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