Monday, December 11, 2006

trii 4 mii

 

I love Christmas.  There's something about the festive season that brings out the best (and worst) of people.  To me Christmas isn't Christmas without the yearly staples - a decorated tree, one drunken weekend the week before Christmas, and oh yes, the presents.  Unfortunately the rest of my family lack the Christmas spirit, this most jolly of seasons of good tidings and joy.  It's always up to me every year to try to instil this joy into them, all ultimately ending in failure.  So when I pulled out the Christmas tree this year, a tatty thing which despite my best protestations my parents would not replace, I took my stand and threw it out into the bin.  "This is the year for a new tree!" I declared, after balking in horror from my family comments to the effect of "Let's not bother with a tree". So I went shopping for a new tree with my brother's-best-friend's-girlfriend until I found one to my satisfaction.  Do you know there are now pink trees, blue trees and upside down trees?  What sacriledge.  I guess I'm just a Yuletide Neo-Conservative.  I undertook an overhaul of the decorations this year as well, and threw out half of them.  I guess I'll pick up some new ones tomorrow.

 

I think it's important to get a new tree this year.  It kinda signifies what this year has been for me - a drastic change (and dare I say, improvement) in my life, a fuller, more branched out person that is me, and carrying the hope of a better future.

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