Well then Thanksgiving came and went and I started thinking of my dear Grandmother who died at the age of 93 in 2005. Prior to that she made each of her grandchildren a handmade ornament every year and then continued the tradition with all her great-grandchildren. I thought it would be a shame to leave them in a box and not honour her memory AND I wasn't so sure that my son was really for the "no present" deal. I was all for it, but putting myself in his shoes, I don't think I would have let my parents get away with that shit.
So, we decided to put the tree up. What a nightmare. My mother who is always so generous gave me her "prelit" xmas tree a few years back when I got in a fight with my old one. I was trying to take it apart and it wasn't working, so I angrily dragged it through the snow to the curb and threw it in with the trash. (That is another clusterf#uck I should write about sometime...) So, back to this prelit bitch. Whoever thought prelit trees were a good idea is a complete moron.
We get it set up and plug it in only to see that half of the lights were working. Oh joy! I just remembered why I love xmas so much. Do you think the light outage could have been located in one central area? No, that would be entirely too easy. It was out in different sections. Although, I suppose it is at least in a pattern of working, not working, working, not working, and working... and I guess that should make me feel better.
At this point, I am now running around the house trying to figure this out because the last thing I want to do is go to the store and get more lights. I didn't want to put this MF'er up in the first place. Ah... I find a string of 'candy corn' lights from Halloween! Bingo. And on the tree they go. I found a string of purple lights I had. Yep, those go on it, too. We're getting somewhere. Scratch that. No, we aren't. When I stepped back after this entire fiasco, it is just one big CLUSTERF#UCK! You can't even tell I added lights to it to try and hide the clusterf#cked parts. Looks like this one will be dragged out to the trash, too, lights and all. Two weeks and it's gone.
I'm not sure I can even call this a Charlie Brown xmas tree... It's just even more sad than that.
And yes, I'm sure I could go to the store and buy some more lights and add them in, but I really just don't even care at this point. How sad is that?
is that what you americans call a christmas tree, a clusterfnumberuck? try jack*ff pine, or balls-some. btw, looks pretty good to me, despite its artificial pre-lit nature. :)
ReplyDeleteNon-So-Anonymous - You called me an American! That must be my xmas present. Or not. I guess all those snow pellets in the tundra has clouded your vision and you can't see that half my tree is un-pre-lit.
ReplyDeleteum, go to the dollar store (loonie store) and buy replacement bulbs. you can do little miracles!
ReplyDeleteNot-So-Anonymous - There are other issues with this tree that are beyond repair, such as its ghetto booty. Don't ask. I'm not going there.
ReplyDeleteBWA hahhaahah! Your tree has a ghetto booty. :D Also, I would not advise anyone, under any circumstances, visit the dollar store this time of year.
ReplyDeleteI would concur about the dollar store. My clusterf#uck ghetto booty of a tree is now in the dumpster.
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