We've had some Christmas tree controversy in our house this year, folks. I've struggled trying to decide on a name for our tree. It's an adorable little tree, perfectly round, and sweetly shaped. I initially decided to name him Boris.
"Boris?" my mum said in dismay over the phone last week. "That's a harsh name to pin on a little tree isn't it?" "Well, maybe it's Boris as a youngster," I replied, "When he's little, and roly-poly, and everyone loves him. You know, before he takes over the Politburo. Or makes all those scary movies. Or helps to engineer Brexit"
Okay, maybe she did have a point.
|Boris comes in from the cold. Ha. Russian joke there.|
He's been an amazingly compliant tree despite his name. We had no problems with tree wrangling this year. Boris slipped through the patio doors uncomplainingly. Hubby wielded his tools for a few minutes and, "Bob's your uncle", Boris was upright, and firmly planted in our sun room.
|Hubby, in his wood-cutting outfit, utilizing the necessary tools.|
|Little Boris, home at last.|
Funny these weird family traditions that get started, eh? Like our tree naming. Certainly Boris has begun to develop a personality to us. Serious and merry by turns, and a little bit tipsy by the end of the evening. Ha.
|Boris au naturel|
Yesterday I trimmed him all up, and decorated the house. Today Hubby shopped for the groceries and supplies we'll need to hunker down for the next week. And tomorrow the cooking begins. Then we can sit back, eat and drink, socialize, read books, and maybe if we're very, very lucky ski. We love a quiet Christmas at home.
|Boris with his glad rags on.|
|A hockey star is born.|
This ad by John Lewis touched my heart. Have a listen.
After watching that I even considered changing Boris's name to Elton. I mean Elton is kind of round and little. But Boris is here to stay, I fear.
I love that little video. I love Elton's singing. And the sentiment expressed at the end.
So as Elton might say, this is my gift to you, my friends. Not a song. Just a fond hope for a wonderful holiday season, whatever holiday you celebrate, even if you don't celebrate at all. Wishing you warm fires, savory meals with family and friends, a good book or two, some hearty laughter, and a healthy and bright 2019.
Love from me, and Hubby, and Boris.
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