Phew! Glad That Chore Is Done

 

Well, I have done my Christmas decorating. Or holiday decorating or whatever you want to call it. I may still decide to bring in the little Norfolk Island Pine I bought at Publix last year and which has spent the summer in a pot on the porch, and set it up with some lights. 
This would mean I would have to go buy some lights though. The battery kind. The plug-in kind would pull the poor tiny pine over. 
I got the Santa lights you see above at the Oak Tree Treasures resale store when I went shopping with Jessie. I spied them right away and knew they'd be coming home with me. 

I had to pay seven dollars more than the original price but I figured the Santas were worth it. They're pretty cute. Also, they blink on and off, adding seasonal excitement to my already exciting and eclectic decor! 

Jessie and I had a good time at Oak Tree. We went through all the clothes and she got a few things for her and the boys and I got a pair of linen britches for me with four pockets, and I also found two shirts for Mr. Moon that were Large Talls, which is not an easy size to find. I suppose someone died who was large and tall and his clothes were donated. The same was true with the women's clothes, except the size of the possibly dead woman was Medium Petite. 
Of course both Mr. LT or Ms. MP could be alive and thriving and were just interested in winnowing down their closets but Oak Tree Treasures IS a hospice sponsored establishment. They get some good stuff. I'll give you that. 

Although the design of the cabinetry here isn't my favorite, I do love me a good hi-fi/stereo entertainment system. I always wanted one but I suppose our family didn't have the bucks to spare for such a fancy item. This one wasn't cheap but it looked like all the parts were working and for sure the radio was, as Christmas music was lilting from the stereo. The volume was quite low so I didn't have to go screaming out into the parking lot. Or perhaps the volume wasn't that low and after I get my hearing aids Christmas music being played in commercial spaces will make me even more insane. 

So many questions yet to be answered! 
While we were in the store, rain began to pound down and I was not happy at the thought of driving home in it but by the time we'd finished our shopping, it had passed and for lunch we went to Chow Time because we were being very, very bad girls. 
Now, that is not really true. 
It IS true that one could consume at least five thousand calories in less than an hour at Chow Time but if you make decent choices, it doesn't have to be that bad. I got my usual- hot and sour soup, boiled shrimp, various vegetables no doubt cooked in some delicious oil concoction, and about three bite-sized morsels of meat. And I was happy and I was satisfied and thus, we did not sin. And we were happy. 

Jessie drove off to pick up the boys and I drove home to get the clean sheets on the bed, water the hallway plants, make a pot of chili, and do the Christmas decorating. A good day, all in all. 

Lily's family is going through it. Well, at least Gibson is. Since Lily is an experienced mama, she diagnosed Gibson who had stayed home from school with strep. She took him to the Urgent Care and yes, that's what he had, along with a terribly sore throat and a 104 degree temperature. 
Poor Gibson. And yet he never lost his sweet, sweet smile even as fever flamed his cheeks. 

As we all know, strep can and often does race through a family and although I hope with all my heart this doesn't happen, I will be more surprised if it doesn't than if it does. 
Meanwhile, the pups are still making everyone happy. 

Sully, Magnolia, and Xena. They are all in doggie heaven. 

So as I said, I made a pot of chili and now I'm going to make a skillet of cornbread and cut up some vegetables to eat on the side. Martinis have been made. It got chilly today after that big rain and it looks like it will be raining on and off all weekend, with temperatures in the low fifties at night. 
This is hard on us, my friends. Send thoughts and prayers, please, that we might survive these extreme weather conditions. I am now on a mission to see how many cashmere sweaters I can wear at one time. So far, that number is three. 

Happy Friday, y'all. 
Love...Ms. Moon