As you might have heard, last week we got snow. Lots and lots of the white fluffy stuff. Although Facebook was on fire about the snow that fell in Alabama, Mississippi, Georgia, and other spots to the south, it was a small amount compared to what was predicted in Northern Indiana and Southwestern Michigan. We got a few inches on Sunday, a few more on Monday, and lots more on Tuesday and into Wednesday. The plows and salt trucks were out and the main roads are fine. Outside was blanketed with beautiful white snow. It was excellent packing snow, the wet heavy kind, and the neighborhood kids made good use of it. Snowmen and assorted figures now dot many front yards. We had snow off and on all week. Not enough to cancel school but just enough to refresh the pristine look of front yards and erase the foot prints. For those who need snow to get into the Christmas spirit, there is lots of Christmas spirit to go around!
We put up the Christmas tree. Actually, Sparky put up the tree. He selected the lights. I let him put on whatever ornaments he wanted and once he was done I put on my favorites. The only point of contention was the topper. We have the silver star that we bought for our tree our first Christmas, the lighted tinsel and garland star, the starched lace angel, and the corn husk angel that son#1 made in first grade. All of them are acceptable choices but I’m partial to the corn husk angel and Sparky wanted the silver star. Because it is an artificial tree the silver star flopped over. We settled on the corn husk angel this year. A festive tree shouts Christmas louder than nearly any other decoration. The photos show the tree at the Christmas party for our Research Department and then my tree.
I had requested last Tuesday as a vacation day. Well, due to the weather, I was home bound. I was productive. I wrapped all the gifts and I mean ALL of them. So many that I ran out of wrapping paper! My wrapping paper was old. Sparky’s dad worked for a printing company and the paper salesmen would gift him with boxes of wrapping paper (with matching bows). He had a ton of them and he would distribute them to the rest of the family. I had boxes and boxes of wrapping paper. He retired in 1997 and I just finished off the free wrapping paper. The gifts were transported up the stairs and arranged under the tree. Gifts under the tree really make me think that Christmas is coming soon.