BECOMING CHRISTMAS - IN THE COTTAGE'S OWN WORDS...

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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