Christmas in Paradise
I’m not sure when I’m going to stop feeling like I live in bizarro world.
Maybe never?
It’s my first Christmas in St. Pete and it feels like…May. It’s just SO. WEIRD.
I’m wearing flip flops…and putting up my Christmas tree. I’m going to see sunsets…and seeing Christmas lights everywhere (Christmas lights that are mostly wrapped around palm trees). I’m sitting outside at Starbuck’s…and listening to Christmas music.
Bizarro.
I’m feeling like I’m George Costanza and should be doing the opposite of every instinct I have.
Bizarro, but awesome.
CK and I put up our first Christmas tree ever together! And, it may not be completely done…but it’s mostly up. (We just need to put ornaments on, and he swears to me this is happening tomorrow). He threatened that since I had to bring my tree down in the move…even though he already had one…that we were putting up both (!) trees (!). Yes, that’s right. We were supposedly putting up TWO trees.
In this house…
…that isn’t even big enough for the two of us.
On a good day.
I somehow managed to talk him (or distract him) out of the idea. And, we’re down to one Christmas tree. Check it out.
my AWESOME tree, ready to be unleashed
going up!
just look at him..."when is the 2nd tree going up?"
how does one couple have SO MANY santa hats??!?
Merry Christmas! From Paradise…
