The Fun Begins!

Fact:  The tallest Christmas tree ever displayed was in Seattle, Washington.  According to the Guinness World Records, the world’s tallest cut Christmas tree was a 221 ft Douglas fir that stood at Northgate Shopping Center in Seattle, Washington, during Christmas 1950. That’s nearly the equivalent of the wingspan of a Boeing 747-8, which is 225 feet.

Wow! 225 feet long (now) or high (later)

We began early in the morning, sneaking out to the garage and counting the boxes; OMG, all those go inside?  We have our work cut out for us!

What do they sing at a snowman’s birthday party? Freeze a jolly good fellow!

Oh dear, there are a lot of boxes.

Then we turned around, and boxes and more boxes surrounded us!  The red and green were Mary’s from her home, and the brown & yellow were Pauls’ for Los Alamitos.  Today, we can’t tell as we mingled last year.  I guess you call them hers, his, and ours?

What kind of motorbike does Santa ride? A Holly Davidson!

Where did these come from?

But safety is the first concern, so we set up the Emergency Field Hospital for those little guys who need glue, batteries, or other first-aid operations.

Why was the snowman looking through the carrots? He was picking his nose!

First things first!

We rolled in fourteen boxes for the living room, family room, and kitchen. It was fun to open them up and see what there was; it brought back old memories.  This Alzheimer’s is sometimes not too bad!

What is the best Christmas present in the world? A broken drum, you just can’t beat it!

Rolled in and ready to go!

We set up a center-of-operations table to stage the decorations.  It filled up fast.  Next year we will have to get an ambulance!

What do snowmen wear on their heads? Ice caps!

My, twelve cases of Christmas in two rooms?

I reminded Mary that I might need to rest as I had been sick.  When I went to Robin’s Nest, I found a re-creation of me in bed courtesy of Dr. Mary; always a pleasant surprise when she is around!  He looks like I felt.

Poor baby!

The doctor dropped by to talk to the patients and do a quick triage.

What do you call Santa when he stops moving? Santa Pause.

The doctor speaks to her patient.

The soldier caught her eye!  The little guy needed batteries so we gave him a charge and he was happy afterwords.

It’s going to be OK little guy; you will be OK!

Just listen to the dialog!  I think he will get Mary’s famous specialty operation, the Opto-rectomy.  (Ask Mary about the operation; this is, after all,  a G-Rated website).

Things are looking up; the boxes have been airlifted to the patio and are standing tall ready to be put away for a month!

My goodness, it’s getting there!

The patients keep getting added to the line, but we will take care of them between Dr. Mary and Nurse Paul!  What is the technical name for Santa’s elves? Subordinate clauses.

The patients are lining up!

Where did everything go? You ask; don’t ask!

Toasty!

The water feature the gang gave us for a wedding present looks even better now, as it is complete with Christmas decorations.

Great place for decorations!

Mr. Talkative has the place of honor; as you pass by, he will sing Christmas songs.

Ready to laugh

Scout, The Wonder Dog, has a moose outfit he wears at Christmas, so now he has a friend.

Moose #1

The cleaning folks got here just in the nick of time; they got to clean the mess we left.  While they were cleaning, Mary and I went to the local burger joint, In-An-Out, and had a delicious dinner in the car behind the grocery store; we are romantic.

We returned home, watched an adventure movie, and hit the sack at about 9:00 PM.  There is more to do tomorrow!!

About Paul

Just an old retired guy trying to finish out my last years on this planet. I lost my best friend and wife in early 2020. I was blessed again by reconnecting with Dr. Mary Côté, a long-time friend. Mary and I got married July 28th, 2021, and are enjoying life together and plan to spend the rest of our lives being a blessing to our friends and family.
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