“Your presents are requested.”
I was a little worried about today as I had planned to decorate for Christmas, the first time in several years as Sue was in declining health and we did no decorating recently. This was Sue’s favorite holiday, and she used to get great joy out of spending days decorating everything.
Well, Miss Mary, Robin, and Bob volunteered to come and be with me and help decorate. It was a real blessing as I almost lost it a couple of times but being surrounded by people who love you makes the pain bearable. We laughed and giggled for several hours, and I had memories of many of the silly decorations, but they were good memories.
We had a lot of fun, and frankly, I may have imbibed a little more than usual; you will see the results later on! Fortunately, Mary and I had Robin and Bob to provide adult supervision.
But first things first! Happy Birthday, Robin, our little princess!
Mary wrapped the presents and selected the card. Apparently, she did an excellent job! Robin got a great kick out of the contents!
Camera time and “the Robin pose” is becoming very popular! Surrounded by beautiful women, what a life!
Many many moons ago, when I was working, my staff gave me a Christmas present. It was a Christmas Thong. Well, it was packed away but about five years ago, my wife, Sue, found it and she did not remember how I got it…and she was there. I had to put it on to see if it would still fit (NO! I have never worn it in public).
Time to get to work and decorate. We had about eighteen large boxes of “stuff,” and I remembered it all. I caught Mary singing, but once she saw me, she stopped. I shall be sneakier next time!
It has to be just right, or the little fan won’t go around. Mary has one of these she got in Germany when she was stationed abroad.
Bob got a big kick out of all the fussing going on around him. Serious discussions on where everything should go. Being a boy is easy; you just put it anyplace!
Time to sit back and examine the hours of fine work. A sip of vino, and everything looks great!
We took a few pictures before we departed for the birthday dinner at Patty’s. I was in no condition to drive, much less to walk, but I managed to get to the car. I was initially foisted into the trunk, but after explaining I was scared of the dark, they let me ride in the back seat…if I promised to behave.
Those two wreaths on the back of the couch had traveled 1000+ miles on Sue’s wheelchair. In fact, we wore out one wheelchair and had to replace it. Sue has used the wheelchair since 1999, almost twenty-one years.
The house is now ready for Christmas. Tomorrow we are going to attack Mary’s house and put up Christmas. It’s exciting as I get to help make Christmas come alive in two locations this year.
We are tired and hungry, so it is off to Patty’s Place for dinner! Chuck was not on duty tonight, so a new gang suffered through us. Dinner, I was told, was wonderful. Here we are doing dessert. I am surprised the owner didn’t come by and put a bag over my head so I would not scare the other people who were dining. That there is a face only a mother could love; a mother dinosaurs.
The girls were having a great evening of visiting and laughing. Their smiles and banter back and forth were infectious.
They did NOT offer me any more wine, but that was probably a good thing. I was toasted.
One of the “regulars” who knew us took this picture and sent it to Chuck. I apparently planted my face on the table for about 30 minutes. I found dinner in the frig the next morning, untouched. But that was OK as I made it through the day, a day I thought would be horrible. Mary giggled all the way home. On the bright side, she did not need her mirror to put on her lipstick; the top of my head provided an ample reflection.
I did learn a lesson…