Today is the day we (daughter and I) get our trees. I'm going to look for a small Charlie Brown tree. One that stands sadly alone, thinking it will never get picked. (Yes, I know that trees don't really think....at least I don't think they do). Daughter may let grandson pick out their tree, which could be interesting. Charlie Brown trees are a challange at times to decorate. But that's half the fun. It's been a few years since I've had a live tree. I saw no reason to have one if it was going to be only me here. The family is coming here this year, which is a wonderful change. Even my son and his family who haven't been here in years. Gods willing the weather will be right for the bonfire and I still have a yule log from the last tree to put on either the bonfire or the fire in the fireplace. My neighbor and I have been joking about marshmallows and party time. Hey, if the neighbors want to come enjoy the bonfire they are welcome to do so. I do have to contact the fire chief and see if they can come a little later in the morning so my grandson has time to open gifts and the adults can at least have coffee. We can wait to open gifts.
I read some interesting things on a blog I follow and so I posed this question in his comment section: Do you know the origin of the saying: "Sleep tight and don't let the bedbugs bite."? I do. I'll try to remember to check and see if anyone answers the question, tomorrow.