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Wednesday, December 02, 2009

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dude, tell me about it. i quit with the christmas lighting ages ago.
my mother bought a martha stewart fake tree with the lights already on it...just put the poles together and plug it in! its the way to go.
jason and my tree is one of the tiny ones from target (stores) but its fiber optic so its basically silver and the ends change colors. its awesome.
im still putting together your christmas present to put under your BEAUTIFUL tree after you get those lights fixed up.
christmas is a bitch.
hehe

My boys are after me to string lights outside the house but I'm resisting.

oh, man. fairy lights are the 2nd to worst part of christmas! (family tension / bickering is number 1). xx

I hate it when that happens with the lights. I sometimes wonder what happens between one year - when they still work after Christmas - and the next, when they all mysteriously fail.

I am sort of impressed that you are so far ahead with all of this though. I envisage at least another week before starting the tree/decorations process.

Blush - Thank you sweetheart! I'm so excited to be getting a present. You need to send me your address and I'll return the favour x

Travis - I'd say just bite the bullet and get it over and done with, the boys will love it and it'll be one less thing to worry about in the coming weeks. Hope you're feeling better btw x

Ellie - We went through 3 sets of lights before we got ones that work, thankfully the tree is now lit and decorated. I know what you mean about the bickering. There are just the 3 of us in my house so we can keep it to a minimum, thank god xx

Rashbre - I found myself wondering how many children were waiting excitedly for the lights to be switched on to be left heartbroken when they plug them in and nothing happens. I'd love to claim that I'm so organised. I actually just had a few days off work and decided that if I was going to have decorations up I may as well have them up for as long as possible. Plus, I hate having to spend my weekend sorting them out. Hardly the most festive spirit, I admit.

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