SharivilleLife stories from Shari

After reading Tongue in Cheek, Cory’s blog, it brought back memories for me also of a fallen Christmas tree and since it was awhile back I want to get it down here for Angie’s benefit for funny memories in the years to come of  HER mother.  Perfect as I was , occas I did have a faux paw now and them.

This happened several years ago, while my mother was still with me.  I was found to be the position to host the ladies church group of about 20-25 women,  my mom was so good at volunteering, bless her heart, but not so  good with her ability to follow through, her health was really beginning to fail.  So, living next door, we figured it would work out just as good if I hosted the party. I now wonder who WE was.  Anyway it was a potluck, I was providing the entree, a ham, and rolls and drinks. 

I was soooooooo busy the day of the party, as at that time I was still working too, and housework has never been my favorite sport.  I was trying to tidy up , cook, set up for the party and GOOD GRIEF, decorate the Christmas tree.  We had purchased a huge 6 ft beauty, set it up against the only bare wall which was narrow,  and I began to decorate, and decorate etc etc. All the lovely trimmings and yes, some antique ornaments. I even put tinsel on that tree it was a delightful vision to behold. I was never so proud of a tree. I was anticipating all sorts of compliments about it’s reverence.   I was across the room behind the bar dusting away and thinking of what a wonderful party we were going to have, when all of a sudden I looked up only to see that tree start to teeter and , Oh for goodness sake take a dive, flat on the floor.  I tried to reach it before it bit the dust, but didn’t make it.  So there on the floor was the biggest mess you ever saw.  I am not kidding, every single ornament fell off that huge tree, and some of my old time beauties lay crunched beneath the branches. I had tinsil everywhere and the cats thought they were treated with the best Christmas present as they dashed and pranced through the tinsil and scattered ornaments everywhere.in one fell swoop that tree was demolished, it was demolished.  I looked at the clock it was nearing 3 and the party was to start at 5, can you guess what went through my mind.  So with great haste I pulled the tree up right a with all the energy I had left redecorated that huge tree.  WA La,  it was done in record time.  About 10 min later much to my dismay that tree took another dive.  Well Jerry got home about then, I was hysterical, he jumped in and helped mainly by tying the tree to the wall with bungee cord and nails and we threw on the decorations. 

The party was a success and no one knew of the disaster going on all afternoon.  The ham even turned out and we all had an very wonderful Christmas party.  That was the last time I volunteered for anything for a long time.  One of my most unforgettable  times.