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To: Crocodile who wrote (63422)	12/13/2002 10:43:14 AM
From: Rambi	Respond to of 71178

Someone suggested it's the holidays, which makes sense. It was nice to see my mom again. She is always so herself in my dreams, always rolling her eyes and letting me know what I do wrong. I must get to work here-- absolutely MUST accept that Christmas is not being cancelled or postponed despite my invocations to the treegods and everyone else. I am putting on all Mannheim Steamroller's CDs-- they are always my lastditch inspiration effort - that and heavily spiked eggnog. If that doesn't work, I'm in trouble. We got the tree last Sunday. We put the top down in the Sebring and just throw the 10 foot tree on, which the men hired to load trees seem to find very amusing- everyone else is tying trees down, and laying plastic and newspaper to protect their trucks and vans. We don't bother. Next summer people getting in the back seat will still be screaming and pulling dried pine needles out of their behinds. Simple pleasures. Anyway, the tree has been in the garage all week, just standing there, Dan having run out of steam after getting it in the stand and discovering it is bowlegged, though I think it curves rather gracefully. Yesterday when I went out, a bird was nesting in it. I kid you not. We may have to leave it in the garage since I just will NOT mess with nature. I have put one candle in each window and a wreath. This is our minimalist Christmas. I call it elegant and refined, but we know I am just lazy. The finishing touch will come this weekend, when we replace the burned out porch lightbulbs and have the official Illumination. It will go unnoticed since our neighbors have inflated something that looks like the giant Sta-puf Marshmallow man from Ghostbuster floating in a sea of lights in their front yard. Who can compete with that? Who wants to? Hmm-- Mannheim is playing Auld Lang Syne right now. Is there a chance I typed right through Christmas and it is over???? Dare I hope? I picture you stringing cranberries and popcorn in a log cabin in the woods. You are wearing gingham and an apron. And what looks like a Pilgrim's cap. Do not disabuse me of this notion.