All my dwellers
had a wonderful Thanksgiving
and have given me their permission
to say...
"Hope you all had the same."
The excitement is building around here.
Even though I am a mess
with a mixture of fall and Christmas
decorations strung all over the place.
I am trying not to complain,
as I know the Mistress is
trying hard to make me put
my best foot forward.
It is always
one step forward and two steps back
around here every time there is
a seasonal decor change.
I am the oldest
soul in this family
so I try to keep the worries down
to only a few creaks and groans,
but it is not easy
when you are
139 years old.
The Mistress
has no idea
how we handled things in the past,
only that we
Victorians do Christmas up right!
I would so love to tell her
exactly how it was
but no one kept any records or pictures,
that we know of, back then.
She has read newspaper clippings
about the people
surrounded by my walls
but only a very little
about me, personally.
That is why
this blog she writes
is so important to her.
Now, there will be a record
of the memories
that have been made here.
A few pretties
get unpacked and put in their place of honor,
only to be removed again
as shining, dusting and ironing
need to take place
before they are
really presentable.
The Mistress
just can't seem to keep her head about her
at this time of year.
I know she has planned it all out,
to the last detail,
since the tree was taken down last year,
but when it comes time,
things just don't look like she thought,
so she is off on another tangent.
This time of year
is the worst, however,
and I think there is
something about Christmas
that is more important
than any other
decorating holiday...
...I can't fault her for that though,
as I feel the same way.
Always one to offer my best side,
I know I can shine
at Christmas
if I'm allowed.
Right now,
the Mistress is just trying to figure out
what will go where
when she finds some treasure
that has been hidden away
in the corners of my cupboards
and when that search is exhausted,
the 1-2-3-4,
"Oh, I've lost count of the many boxes
that come in from storage."
I find that I just can't help
groaning a little
as I feel like a small child,
once again,
being asked to wait for
Christmas morning.
In order to give my Mistress her due,
I think we will draw the curtains
for the coming week
so that wonderful and glorious things
can happen here
and then I can share with you all,
that you really can teach
an old dog new tricks
AND
put lipstick on a piggy.
After all that,
I promise,
I will be ready to shine.
See you week after next.
...Respectfully, The Cottage...
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