Saturday, December 7, 2013

The State of Christmas



As soon as I drag our sofa out to our Barbie porch, it'll be full-on white trash Christmas. Sheets of upholstery foam, an adaptive bicycle, bats and other sporting equipment, a bound Christmas tree leaning on the wall behind me, and of course, our life-sized, singing Santa Claus. Thank goodness he's bilingual, so no one can accuse me of being elitist.

6 comments:

  1. Nah, child. Until you have a washing machine on your porch, you're not white trash. Trust me on this one.

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  2. And a recliner. You need a recliner.

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  3. What? That is not the real Santa Claus?

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  4. We all have an area of our house that resembles your porch, so don't sweat it (I love that washing machine comment - so true!)
    Sorry to hear you missed your trip to see your family. But trust me, as someone who lives with a lot of snow and has sat in airports for hours waiting -- you made the right decision in not forging ahead. You may have been stuck there and it sounds like that would have sent you over the edge.....(and I know that feeling, not pleasant).

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  5. I think you should do stand up you non elitist comic you.

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