You served us well-

You served us well- Mr. Christmas Tree.  You looked so pretty with all your lights and memories of ornaments old and young. I watered you- day and night! The presents looked lovely. Ollie Kitten didn't even climb you, much to my surprise. I faithfully took Claritin the whole month- I felt GREAT!  In fact, I felt so wonderful that I wasn't so 'faithful' and forgot to take it for 3 days.  My eyes are now bulging out of my head, snot running down my face and dripping down the back of my throat.  Not sleeping the past few nights- horrid sore throat.  All I want to do is drink hot tea! [preferably starbucks chi-  at a disgusting, yet yummy $4.23 a pop....]  Today, Tonight, I work on dismantling you so that you may be free. again. outside. on the curb. away from my stuffed-up allergic to self.

I found out I was allergic last year- after suffering from one sinus infection after the other- for a whole flippin' month and a half!  I didn't have the heart [or $$$] this year to buy a fake one.  I'm not ready to go there yet.  The fake tree.  Sure I own fake tree's-  white ones. But not for 'the Tree'.  The Santa Tree, present tree, gather around tree.   It was a pretty tree- though.  Still is.  It just hurts to be near it.  :(   Sorry Mr. Tree, you were kind to us.  A Christmas photo back-drop, a light source, a place to hang our memories.    He was dead to begin with- that's the pretty fucked up part.  

Hope everyone's holiday was Merry!  Let's all hope for some snow now.  Peace for 2008.