On the eleventh day of Christmas

Christmas is really rushing up on us. I am starting to feel a bit harried. Thinking things like "Why didn't I start writing these Christmas cards in November when I bought them? Or, any time before right now?" "Why didn't I wrap gifts as I bought them?" We bought the food we'd need for Christmas dinner and boxing day: Salmon and Tuna steaks. We bought some final gifts. I put the decorations on our tree and trailed our strand of 240 lights around the house looking for a place to put them....without using either tape or nails. (It really can't be done, by the way.)

Just as Kevin was getting ready to leave to do some gaming, our electricity went out. We weren't sure if the problem was with our house or the entire neighborhood. We weren't sure WHERE the fuse box WAS! Kevin donned his "brave man" hat and exited the house through the door in the laundry. (That's the door that opens into a humongous spider web equipped with a gigantous spider. Think "It".) After deftly dismantling the web and climbing up onto the spider to crush it, he discovered the fuse box wasn't out there. It is out front. It looked ok to us- so we asked a neighbor who was outside on his cel phone. The power was out there, too. I'm not sure why, it must be the looming holiday stress, but our discussion was immediately about the power being out FOR DAYS. No air conditioning! Forty dollars of fresh fish in the frig! No LIGHTS!! The latter may seem funny to you- but here on the longest days of the year it is dark by 7 PM. What was I going to do with two candles and a flashlight? How was I going to finish those Christmas cards??

Stress stress stress stress worry worry worry

The power was back on within the hour.

And, the cards. Nah. They didn't really get finished. Sounds like a good project for boxing day.

(It is getting harder and harder to choose just one song for the entry.)