And 'tis the third year for going with Metal Ox to Powell for the SLSO holiday concert. This year it will be the "Holiday Songbook," traditional carols and hymns and things. I really can't wait! This weekend. And see my pretty tree:
It turned out well, didn't it? All silver and white and blue decorations. It's the first year in may years that I've had a "real" tree. In the past many, well, when the kids were little we had very real trees -- with the root balls on, which were later planted in the yard at the South Forest house. Then I found a marvelous huge stick, branch, whatever, barkless, and put lights and the ornaments on that, and it was quite pretty. Then I lived in smaller places and had a very small fiber optic tree (ya, I know, ick). Then last year MO picked up this nice, tall artificial tree for me after the holiday, on sale.
So, one trip to Hobby Lobby and one to The Future Antiques later, wa-la! A tree! Happy me! Too bad I'm an empty nester and must enjoy it all alone. With my little glass of Bailey's. And the quiet. And the peace. Smile.
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