Saturday, November 29, 2008

Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles

'Tis the season.

When the doorbell rings, there's a good chance that the chime is announcing friendship and good times awaiting on the other side of the door.

The advent calendars (handmade for each child by Grandma Peggy) go up on Monday so we can count the days until we hear the sleigh bells jingle jangling to announce Santa's arrival.

There's even a Schaererville version of schnitzel with noodles, courtesy of Mr. O:

He does laundry, too. No, you can't have him, and I don't share.

My season officially began at 9:30 this evening, when the tree was complete. With the, of MiniMe and Muggsy, we unpacked all the trappings and somehow got them on the tree without any major mishaps.

I could probably break my arm patting myself on the back for starting a collection of unbreakable and non-fragile ornaments the year that MiniMe was born.

This is my public record. The tree looked balanced, festive and nothing like the one in Christmas Vacation for at least one night.

From here on out? No promises.

1 comment:

susan opel said...

I can't resist - *imagine me singing* "Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings"