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Friday, December 14, 2012

I'm Doomed!

I don't even ask a whiney why anymore.  Feel sorry for myself, yes.  I woke up with a cold sore on my lip.  Those who suffer from cold sores know the indignity of the darn things.  I suppose if it were only the cold sore alone..... I might muster up the courage to laugh at the train wreck on my face but, remember this post?

The one titled, 'Frankenstein........Your Bride Is Looking For You'.    Yeah.  It's back.  I'm covered.  Have been for about a month now trying everything and anything to get rid of it again.......  fungus!


So, instead of sitting here in a puddle of tears which I feel like doing, I am going to tell you why The SM is so amazing.


As you can see, it requires three ladders just to decorate the dumb thing.  Two nights ago I had Mr. B help me start to string the lights on the tree.  Six strands......  twernt near enough.  We got maybe half way down and that was only because we did a zig zag effect not bothering to put lights on the back of the tree.  More lights!  We needed more lights!  The SM got in his car and went from store to store to store.  No more lights left.  WHAT???  Since when are people on the ball and buying out all of the lights this early?

Yesterday I talked Kristen into coming with me on an adventure to find some lights and other Christmasy stuffs.  We drove to stores about 40 minutes from our home.  Bingo!  We found lights.  Lots of them.  I bought two big reels of lights.  We noticed that you could buy lights that were a soft yellow white light or a bright white light.  Oh!  The bright white light.  I'm sure that is what is on the top half of my tree.

I string the new set of lights on the bottom half of our tree, plug them in and........... the top half is soft yellow white lights.......... the bottom half is a glaring white light that is NOT pleasant to the eye.  The soft yellow white light looks more like candle light........  Fine!  I'm stubborn.  I am NOT going out to get more lights.  I take the other big strand of lights I'd bought and decide I am just going to cover up the yellow lights up top.  I'm not taking them off, I'm just going to string on more and hopefully no one will notice the horrendous light job......  I get Mr. B to help me again and we string the other huge strand of lights on the top of the tree.

Job done I stand back and look at the mess we've created.  I hate it.  The whole tree, you can't look at it.  The white lights are so bright.  I'm stubborn.  I insist that it looks fine.  I am NOT redoing the tree.  The SM tells me it won't do.  The lights are too bright.  NO THEY ARE NOT!  I insist they are fine.  They are perfect.  They are lovely.  They brighten up the whole house.  Isn't that wonderful?  (I hate them........)

I finally admit to The SM that they are awful but I'm not going to redo the lights yet again!  It's too much of a pain.  The SM climbs the ladders and pulls off all of the lights, goes and returns the lights and buys another big set of lights on  a huge reel.  Comes home and proceeds to put the lights on the lower half of  the tree since they now match the upper half of the tree with the yellow white lights.  Plug in the lights!!!

Half of the lights are dead......................  He takes the lights off the tree AGAIN, goes BACK to the store........ buys some more lights............. comes home................ restrings those lights onto the tree..........

My tree now looks perfect and beautiful.  All of the lights match.  They are a soft candly glow.

You can't see the glow of the lights on the tree though because the glow in my heart for The SM outshines the glow of the tree lights.......  Any man who is willing to go through all that hassle for me, so our tree looks perfect, AND love me even when I am covered in fungus and a train wreck on my face.........  The man should be exalted at this point.

19 comments:

  1. I think this is perfect. Such a heart warming story. All that trouble he went to to keep from having to look atcha. AND you thought he was being a gentleman. Honey, we need to talk.

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    1. Hahahahaha! STOP!!! You're making me laugh again! Oh my gosh you are so stinkin' funny! That was a good one!!!!!

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    2. Laughter is good medicine babycheeks! Guess what????????? I've lots o news this week. Let's play catch up!

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  2. Glowing is good! On trees and in hearts! I never even knew lights came on a reel...small or large...my trees are a nice tiny manageable size that I can put on a small table so the dog doesn't knock it over...yeah, I'm a tree wienie.

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    1. If we didn't have The Natives helping us decorate and take care of the tree we'd be going much smaller too! You're not a wienie. You're practical. :D

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  3. Sorry you aren't feeling the best... but so glad you have such a wonderful husband. You deserve the best...

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  4. I've been told people can be exalted just on account of who they stayed married to. You did the right thing - changing the lights, that is. I don't like those neon white lights at all. Not even on the outside of houses. I'll come see your beautiful tree. As soon as I'm done making mine beautiful.

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    1. We all know The SM has pretty much has his exaltation in the bag. Staying married to me is what did it. Now he just has to 'endure'. :D

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  5. OMG...I am laughing so hard. This is a page from just about every day of my life! Every time we try to do something, SOMETHING has to go violently wrong just to be a smart aleck. Your husband was amazing...mine probably would have dragged the tree out of the house and chopped it into kindling. Gorgeous tree, btw.

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    1. I know!!! We try so hard and yes! This stuff happens all of the time.

      I have to tell you my tree looks depressed and I don't care. Some of the branches have too many ornaments on just one so they are hanging quite low...... the garland is a droopy mess and looks like Aunt Helga's bead necklace after an all night party......... It's not Christmas yet. I don't care. The tree is up. It has lights. THE END! :D

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  6. This was like watching a horror movie; "Don't pick the white lights! Don't pick the white lights!" And you picked the blasted white lights. Arrrrgh! I KNOW how hideous those white lights are because of our own tree lighting issues last year. My loving husband bought two strands of the white lights to appease my tree-light insecurities, and I could NOT bear them. Not on the tree, not anywhere. This year, they have been relegated to outdoor lighting by the ice rink. Where the kids play hockey. It seems highly likely that they will be in harm's way. It almost seems as though I've planned it that way.

    Your tree is absolutely stunning. But the real light of this story is your love and humour.

    (And I don't actually watch horror movies.)

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    1. I don't watch horror movies either. My life (like this story) is nightmare enough! :) I prefer happy endings.... and butterflies...... and unicorns bearing chocolate....... and rainbows.... and leprechauns....... and all sorts of magical woodland creatures. :D

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    2. Yes, happy endings are where it's at. Unicorns bearing chocolate, unicorns that ARE chocolate, magical woodland creatures stuffed in a single mitten, toadstools, leprechauns that LOVE to do my housecleaning...

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    3. Wait! There are such things as leprechauns that love to do housecleaning???? I have SO got to find me one of those.....

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  7. That's Murphy's Law in overdrive!

    Your husband IS a dear. What a jewel!

    (Could you clone him in a version that's about twenty years older?)

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  8. I was responsible for some of those lights. I shoulda told you to get the others.

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    1. FINALLY! Someone I can blame something on! Thank you! IT'S AL YOUR FAULT! I feel better now.......

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