Yippee!!!
I have successfully passed a major milestone. I now weigh....
Wait a minute.... I need to take a breather.
Maybe, I won't talk about this after all.
This really is embarrassing and a bit uncomfortable. So, I think I'll not be quite so honest today.
Instead, I think I will let you know that I am scared for my Christmas tree.
It is overflowing with gifts. The bottom half has disappeared and I swear it is shorter than when I put it up. I have no proof, but I'm sure that the presents are multiplying by themselves. It is getting a little scary.
Is it possible for presents to take over a room and eat the tree that is giving them shelter? I swear they are alive. I see them moving out of the corner of my eye. But, when I look at them straight on, NOTHING! They are devious and sneaky. Somehow, they can move without making a sound. I listen carefully, but can't hear anything. Pure, diabolical madness! (The gifts, not me.)
I wonder if they know that their bright, shiny, bow laden days are numbered. I think they are planning a coup. If I knew that in just a few days my wrapping and ribbons would be scattered all over the floor willy-nilly, I would upset too.
The big one in the corner is looking at me strangely and it is leaning toward the tree in a way that looks menacing to me. I feel sorry for the tree. But, well, it is every man (or tree) for themselves.
I think that I will go to my bedroom and lock the door.
Christmas needs to hurry up and get here. I really like that tree.
I hope it survives.
1 comment:
Wait a minute! It is just not right to leave me in suspense about your milestone. Congratulations.
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