– Rich Pickings
For a long time I never really knew what type of person I was, when it came to Christmas. Sometimes I would enjoy them by myself, sometimes I would spend them with others and sometimes, I would – like it was a drunkard on the number 10 bus – ignore Christmas completely.
But now, at long last, I think I know what type of Christmas person I am. I’m a Christmas opportunist; I’m a Yuletide magpie; I’m the Winona Ryder of the festive season. And the ultimate event that led me to this most satisfying of conclusions, was an incident that occurred today, regarding a Christmas tree…
Earlier today, a friend, who is staying with me for Christmas, asked if I would like him to pick me up a tree whilst he was out? I said, “Nah, don’t bother. But I tell you what, if you see a nice branch with plenty of twigs on it, along the roadside, then bring it back and I’ll decorate it. Otherwise, fuck it.”
Well, as luck would have it, along the road into town he noticed a branch had fallen from one of the towering, mature firs (common in this area). He promptly snapped a branch off and, on completing his business in town, brought back his virescent pickings – much to my, and his, delight.
Anyway, I’ve been thinking and I suppose the moral of the story is: The excesses of Christmas are fun and all, but nothing’s better than freeness.
Merry Christmas everyone!
–Cheyelle
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You created a great tree there! I hope your Christmas and New Years are wonderful. xoxo...
ReplyDeleteI hope you had a wonderful holiday my friend! :-)
ReplyDeleteWe left behind the insanity of observing Christmas this year and I was relieved--I never enjoyed any of the hokey Christmas music and forced consumerism. I relate to what you said here; even during times I did celebrate Christmas, I often parted ways with anything that could've been called traditional. One year I just went over to San Francisco to hang and shop for a couple days. Nope, I don't have family and I wasn't going to a friend's home--I stayed in a nice hotel and just chilled. People were like "oh that's sad", but I was having a nice time.
((Hugs)) n <3!!!!
Is that Harpo I see on the couch?
ReplyDeleteThis, is the reason I enjoy you so much.
ReplyDeleteI hope you had a most wonderful Christmas.
xox
Thanks for stopping by, everyone. ♥
ReplyDelete@eccentricity: Merry Crimble, boo. Nah, that dog's my old boy - he's 11. His name's Boycie, but I calls him B-Diddy ;o)