12/1-12/8
Week 7
Building a Christmas Tree
Building a Christmas tree was an entirely new experience for
me. For those of you who don’t know (which most of you ought to), I’m from
Oregon. Trees out number people 1 million to 1* (*Not an actual statistic). In
my family, getting a Christmas tree can turn into a full-fledged event. We
bundle up in jackets, scarf, gloves and boots, go out to the farm and hike
through the muck and the cold to pick out the perfect tree. (It will inevitably
have a bald spot, which will in turn, face the wall). In the old days, Dad
would have to lay down in the mud to saw it down. Him and the boy would be
responsible for tethering the thing to our car. All the while, us girls would
go back to the farmhouse for some hot cider and doughnuts. Even the years we
didn’t go to the farm, we would go to the Boy Scout lot where the trees were
pre-cut and it and was now a acne ridden 15 year-olds responsibility to attach
it to our vehicle. But even sans-farm, this is when it starts to really feel
like Christmas. When you’re nose turns red and runny in the cold and you see
your breath in the night air, which is actually at 5:15pm but because of how
north we are, so the sun is already long gone. And when you get the thing home
it stinks of pine, and like it or not, that stench screams Christmas.
But here, I built the tree, one branch at a time… wearing a
tank top. I can see the appeal. It came together quite easily. No bald patches.
No needles were lost. Minimal work and upkeep. But I did find myself missing
the smell and wacky, miss-matched ornaments that I knew would be on the tree at
home.
Carols in the park:
Hunters Hill puts on a “Carols in the Park” at Boronia Park
the 1st Sunday of December every year. I Joined with William’s
family as they went up to a fellow school mom’s house just up the block. She
was hosting a gathering for several of the school families. We ate some dinner
and had some drinks before heading over to the park. At the park there was a
large stage set up and a bunch of different acts. The whole show was a bit
cheesy, but it was fun. And, in true Aussie fashion, the whole thing ended with
a beautiful firework display.
Townsends:
I took the left over pumpkin and apple pie to the Townsends.
I was happy to share the left over’s with them and they all seemed to enjoy the
pumpkin pie. (Yes! More believers!). I got to give some to Neil and Michelle in
the Granny flat. They leave for their Europe Trip this week and are getting
very excited.
This week Lachie had his
Christmas concert at his school. We had gotten there a bit early to claim a
spot in the front. We brought some finger foods and champagne and chatted with
other school parents while we waited for the show to start. The Kindergarten
class sang about Jonah and the whale. A song that I will surely have stuck in
my head for weeks. The whole event was quite cute. Each grade had a song and
the whole thing was over in less than an hour.


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