Thursday, December 18, 2008

Tis the Season

I wonder why the boys seem to be out-of-sorts.

There is a large, sparkling and blinking tree in the living room. Over every portal in the house is a garland of sparkly, glittery objects. The kitchen is trimmed with lights that have 15 different settings for how fast they blink. The familiar knick-knacks are all packed away and the surfaces crowded with unfamiliar objects in bright colors and glittery highlights. Furniture has been re-arranged. The usual TV shows have been replaced by Charlie Brown, the Grinch, and variations on a story about a greedy old guy who seems absolutely clueless about other people and life in general, until a dark spooky figure scares the crap out of him. Life seems to be moving from party to activity to party. The kitchen is also set up to be an ornament factory and bakery, and the house is filled with the smell of cinnamon, ginger, and clove, until I spray it to add the smell of orange, pine, and balsam.

Can you say "stimulation overload"?


Chaoticidealism said...

Say? Probably not--by the time I had to go through all that I'd have lost speech entirely!

This is why I keep my Christmas low-key. I SO do not need the craziness!

Good luck with your Christmas, here's hoping you survive!

Maddy said...

Yes indeedy. I think I need to knit Sherlock Holms type hats for them with the ear coverings and an extra big brim than can be pulled down to shade the eyes......scratch that.....I knit one for myself!