This is how fast we decorated the tree this weekend.
Eggnog, with or without rum, may have been involved. Who am I kidding? What’s eggnog without rum?
It must be December because it’s snowing on my WordPress blog.
It must be December because there’s snow on the ground. Who am I kidding? That could happen in October. And it has!
It must be December because there is a
schedule sheduuuule for everything. Making a list and checking it twice.
Only five days into the month and it’s already a blur.
I’m working on making it a fun blur. A blur of wonderment and advent and joy.
And for some reason, that makes me think of Shoop, Shoop, Shoop!
Anybody else remember the first season of Friends (1994-2004)? Episode 9? The One Where Underdog Gets Away.
Maybe that’s how I should title all my posts — The One Where…
One of the plot lines for that episode was about Rachel trying to get a hundred bucks together so that she could join her family in Vail, I think it was, at Thanksgiving for shoop, shoop, shoop.
December feels a lot like shoop, shoop, shoop.
And Monday is in the house.
Everybody git to it.
Or, you know, just do a little shoop, shoop, shoop.