My Mid-Life Crises

I think I am having a midlife crises. I have done something that I never thought I’d do. And I’m having a hard time feeling any remorse.

What have you done? you may be asking. Well, there are two Christmas trees already up in my farmhouse. Not yet decorated, but positioned and ready for ornaments.

In my past, never would anything remotely Christmas have gone up before Thanksgiving. I thought people who started decorating for Christmas as soon as their Halloween decor was jerked down were, well, just that: Jerks! I would look down my nose at them and shake my head.

Last year I was not in the mood for Christmas; not the commercial side of it. This year- half my shopping is finished, I’ve made the first batch of pralines, and Gesu Bambino just came out of my alto mouth, while I was unloading the dishwasher.

And now these Christmas trees -tinsel no less- one new, one vintage-have shown up in my farmhouse. I’ve heard of people going through a mid-life crises who will purchase out of character things: bass boat, motorcycle, sports car…new spouse, ahem!

For many years, only a real tree bought at a local tree farm adorned the little living room in another lifetime. That’s all there was room for; one tree. In my farmhouse, with nice big rooms, multiple trees can have a spot.

My youngest saw the trees today.

“Oh, brother!” he exclaimed. “You’ve become one of those people who rush Christmas.”

“No, they won’t be decorated till after Thanksgiving,” I defended my purchases and myself.

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Okay, so I did put a few bubble lights on the Shiny Brite tinsel tree from the mid-century. Please don’t judge. I’m having a Christmas mid-life crises.

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Miscellaneous Fun Stuff

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Unpacking the mountain of boxes, the handwritten label made me smile.
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The lifted lid revealed childhood toys.
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Three little boys received Santa scooters. They held bright balls of bubble gum, once upon a time. The cloth dolls I made myself: Gardening Angels complete with sun hats.

 

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Cookies for Santa plate, made in 1994. Two more were made for grandparents that same year.
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A gunslinger cowboy galloped out of a box.
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One of many boxes marked “Christmas”, found last, reminded me of the reason for the season. This three piece Nativity was bought during another Yule, when I was feeling down. Finding it today lifted my spirits.

Blessings from the Exiles Kitchen.