Tis the Season?

Well, Thanksgiving is tomorrow.
With just the Queen and I, I just got a turkey breast. That is what the Queen wanted, that is what we are having.(She gets that privilege for a few more years, then it is my turn)
Now, once that is done, the next issue to tackle is "when are you bringing in the Christmas tree?"
Ummmmm, let me cook the turkey first...get that outta the way and then... we will tackle the tree. Which translates into "Mom will tackle the tree" followed in a few weeks by "Mom gets to take it down and put it all away". The Queen has also put in her request for outside lights.
It is bad when Christmas becomes more of a chore than a joy. I don't like that. Of course, once the work is done (if you really think that the work is ever done), then it becomes fun. I don't care how much work it is, Christmas morning is fun, period. Providing Santa was generous enough. Santa is effected by our economy as well. Jenna, the Queen just don't know that in any way, shape or form.
She's been told. But, it just sort of bounces off her head and she goes merrily along in Webkinz world or whatever world she is attending at the time.
I wish I were a kid again...
Where my biggest worry was my solar project.(which mostly becomes Mom's solar project somehow, but, not like the last project) That sort of thing seemed so tragic then. Now, what a tiny little minuscule thing.
I want to be a kid.
On that note,
Until next time...
Just me