Just a wee bit obsessed with Tard the Grumpy Cat lately.
We like to let Christmas linger at Casa Blonde Mom Blog. Although I packed up the decorations just before New Year’s Eve, we didn’t get around to putting away the Christmas tree until January 5. You might call that being a slacker, I call it relishing the holiday.
We have a lovely behemoth of an artificial tree that we’ve had for at least a decade that is absolutely gorgeous but is also absolutely a chore to pack up after the holidays. That combined with our scary ladder to the attic equals me sitting around wishing our Elf on a Shelf would really make himself useful and put the tree up as his last hurrah before flying off to the North Pole and muttering to himself what a sucker we parents are for trying to one up each other on elf shenanigans. Now don’t get me wrong, I love, love Christmas but I’d honestly almost pay someone to disassemble all the Christmas cheer and pack it away neatly once the fat man in the red suit has done his thing.
Any way, this little ditty pretty much sums up how I feel about putting away the tree and finding myself vacuuming up vagabond needles well into May. They multiply like bunny rabbits I tell you! I’m always amazed that our tree still looks very full and non-Charlie Brownish each year when we put it up because judging by the needles I find in the vacuum well into summer, you’d think it would be all naked limbs by now.
Oh Christmas Tree! Oh Christmas Tree!
Thy needles are so annoying:
Oh Christmas Tree! Oh Christmas Tree!
Thy needles are so annoying:
Not only do you appear when summer’s here,
But also when ’tis cold and drear.
Oh Christmas Tree! Oh Christmas Tree!
Thy needles are so annoying:
Oh Christmas Tree! Oh Christmas Tree!
My vacuum fears thy presence;
Oh Christmas Tree! Oh Christmas Tree!
My vacuum fears thy presence
How much longer will our Christmas tree
Shed needles, oh the futility
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
My vacuum fears thy presence
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Do I have to take you down?
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Do I have to take you down?
From base to summit, onward and up
I wish you weren’t such a pain in the butt
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Do I have to take you down?
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Let’s do this thing already.
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Let’s do this thing already.
Thou bidst us true and lazy be
I’ll have a glass of wine or three.
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Let’s do this thing already.
So, when did you take your tree down?
