Posted by GIRL'S GONE CHILD | Monday, December 04, 2006
We don't have a Christmas tree.
We will never have a Christmas tree.
I'm okay with this. I am.
BUT. If you don't see me delurking around your Christmas-themed blog in the next few weeks its only because I'm a teensy bit jealous.
As for those of you who live locally-- if you see me delurking around neighborhood Christmas tree lots its only because I enjoy random plots of foilage in this cold-hard-town.
And no that's not mistletoe above the door, it's Hanukkah gelt. With a kosher garnish.
And those aren't stockings hanging above my faux-fireplace, either. I'm just hanging my pantyhose to dry. (Yes of COURSE I wear pantyhose. Every day.)
And no I'm not wearing a Rudolph the Reindeer sweater. Psh. It's so totally a moose. With a sunburn. And a red and green fleece.