The family is here and it’s time to trim the tree. Having a houseful of people you love is truly a treat and we are SO lucky. All together there are eight of us, plus two dogs and one cat and we are getting ready for the holidays. Very little decorating had gone on here. The house concert (did I not blog about it? I will, and add pictures, soon) took my attention and we really needed the space so the tree didn't go up until yesterday.
The deck was shoveled so the tree could be brought in through the French doors. Like magic, when I returned from walking the dog the tree was in the living room and looked great, but very bare. All decorations are stored in tubs in the garage attic. Boxes were unloaded and brought into the house. Lights were placed while dinner was prepared and the house smelled of roast and pine needles.
After dinner the boxes began to be unpacked. Like many of you, we love to look at the decorations and tell the stories they bring to mind. When did this one appear, who purchased that one, this was a gift from... and so on. Looking into one large plastic tub Michael stopped unpacking when he saw mice damage. He was worried that the mouse was still in there. I continued unpacking and sure enough, the cutest little brown mouse came running out. He ran around the fireplace and into the powder-room then down the hole the hot water pipes come up through. Now we have a mouse in the basement somewhere.
We are starting to miss Seymour the cat! Well, we've missed him periodically since his move to Alaska, but most notably when we see creatures in the garage (or house in this case); he was definitely a great hunter and kept us pest free. Some of our decorations were destroyed, but the damage wasn’t too bad. This Christmas we are will be listening and hoping that on Christmas Eve, not a creature is stirring. I'll keep you posted.
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