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Wishing you all the best for 2011. May all of your Christmas dreams come true.

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Yesterday was a bad day. I mean it was a good day, I got a lot done, but it was a bad day in terms of nerves. It seems that I had completely forgotten that it’s Christmas, a time for celebration. Since today is Friday–also a time for celebration–I am going to take it down a notch, focus on festivities and try not to stress.

You may recall that my mother decorates the front of her house with a giant blow-up Homer Simpson. I live in an apartment, which doesn’t have a yard, so my homage to the Simpson’s (probably the most commercial family tradition I’ve ever heard of) is a small decoration on my tree. You might notice that I’m also so lazy that I haven’t even hung this ornament properly. That’s because perching him on the branches, I believe, allows him to stroll through the tree at his leisure.

I was so eager for Christmas this year that I broke all of my rules and started decorating the second last weekend in November. Sadly though my apartment is so warm that I haven’t really had the lights on. Still I’m going to focus on the things that make me happy before I plunge into my work.

 I can’t really tell you what was going through my mind when I decided that I should put up a tree dedicated to gingerbread. Sometimes–most times–I seem to forget that I should be watching what I eat. Funnily enough most of these ornaments have a story. There’s one there from my trip to Quebec City in 2004; that’s a nice memory, Quebec City is beautiful and it was a fun trip. There are also a couple of ornaments given to me by the kids I used to babysit when I was in high school. That’s also a nice memory, they were the best kids, and that was the easiest babysitting gig ever.

If you look hard you can also see gold and silver apples. They’re from the dollar store. It’s not much of a story, but I will tell you I was humming that “Silver and Gold” song from Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer while I was buying them–that’s like half a story right? One quarter of a story?

I bought this tree my first year away from home;  it was the perfect size for a residence room, and it was the perfect size for my bachelor, but now I am beginning to feel that I’d like a much bigger tree. I mean I do have 2 trees and 2 boughs already, but it’s not the same as having a nice tall Christmas tree right?

Happy Friday

 

Alright–deep breaths–I think I’m ready. I think I’ve had a good dose of Christmas spirit and I’m ready to take on the day. If I need any other encouragement I can remember Friday’s traditions too.

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Eaton Centre crystal tree

Image by pieber via Flickr

Penelope and I went to the mall the other night; we went to the big one downtown. We both needed to get our eyebrows done, and it’s always nice to spend some time wandering the mall, taking in all the promotional displays that designers have spent so much time working on. I hadn’t been to the Eaton Centre since I changed jobs back in July. It was nice to be downtown on a weekday night, and get some shopping done.

On our way to the spa we passed the Ferraro Roche tree. I was underwhelmed by it all, probably because it was surrounded by scaffolding. I have no idea why the scaffolding was there, but it was ugly, and distracting, and was making walking through the crowds on the ground level more difficult.

After the spa we made our way to the Bay’s annual Christmas store called Christmas Street. Usually this display is huge, taking up the better part of the 5th floor, and filled with a huge variety of Christmas decorations. This year was sad. It took up less than 1/3 of the ground floor, and had so little variety that we could only find 1 tree topper, and only 1 of those ornaments that you use to hang stockings (I have no idea what they’re called). So feeling disappointed we headed back to the food court for a burger (I know, I’m supposed to dieting, but one every now and then is good for me :D)

While we were sitting and eating we had a chance to talk, to make some New Year’s Eve plans (food, dogs, movie, relaxed. Perfect!) and to talk about other things too. I told Penelope about a strange dream I had where we both had babies on the same day, at the same hospital, in rooms right down the hall from each other, but I hadn’t bought any baby gear, so the hospital wouldn’t give me my baby. Penelope meanwhile was hosting a party in her room, attended by all of my coworkers, even though she knows very few of them.

We also talked a little how the weight loss was going. Yes, I am ashamed to admit that I sat in the mall and had a conversation about how disappointed I am in my weight loss while eating a cheese burger. Basically, I feel that I worked really hard in November, and that I haven’t seen even the slightest result, and while I know that these things take time, I was really hoping to see “something” change. By this time we were walking again, headed toward Sears to buy a gift for my grandmother, and maybe my dad, and we stopped by the Swarovsky Christmas tree (pictured above). It was beautiful as always, and it was just enough to distract me. I think it’s amazing that there isn’t a single light on that tree, and yet it’s so bright you can see it from half way down the mall. I’m always really tempted to reach out and touch it, but this display is well done, and the tree is just out of reach at tips of my fingers.

I hate Sears, but it was a successful trip nonetheless. I managed to spoil both my dad and my grandma, and was continuing on with my conversation about how disappointing my lack of progress was when it suddenly hit me. I’m finished my Christmas shopping. It was such a good feeling, good to know too that just as I was reaching my physical and emotional limit with shopping that evening, that I was now done. This gave me hope and motivation to force myself back to the gym yesterday after work. We make progress when we aren’t paying attention, maybe it’ll be like that with losing weight too.

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