This is really an installment of Memories from Mondays Gone by...on a Wednesday.
About a decade ago...when I was still in Washington State, my youngest brother and I were the only ones still living at home. (Actually, I was living at home AGAIN. You know, they talk about the boomerang generation...adult kids that move back in with mom and dad...I'm more of a yo-yo.) Anyway. We had not had a decorated Christmas in a couple of years and for some reason, Tim and I decided that we would be funny and hang a single sprig of mistletoe in the living room.
So, we dig out the Christmas decorations and a step-ladder and attach the mistletoe to the light fixture in our living room. Then we step back to admire our handiwork. That's when our attention focussed on the step-ladder. Evidently, we both had the same silly idea at the same time because we just smiled at each other and proceeded to decorate our metal "Christmas tree."
When Mom and Dad got home, they were greeted by a gleaming silver "tree" complete with garland and bows.
And I don't think they ever noticed the mistletoe.
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