Friday, December 05, 2003

Paper Tree, Paper Tiger

It comes from Walmart or BJ's Warehouse in a box hardly longer than the baby, a concept which fascinates her. Set up in the corner where the closet door would squish it fat against the television cabinet, green narrow arms radiate just so like cardboard cat tails from its wireframe center. Away from the lamp, with lights and strings of wooden cranberries, it fools the eye.

Pulling bells off its dyed limbs, she dances and shakes and sings jindl bezz, making the sound of a sleigh she's never heard. Beneath its paper boughs she crashes dreidels into each other, oh daydle daydle daydle.

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas, and all I want this year is what I have: each other, and a place to be together.

Oh, and a TiVo. And a cable modem, because when you start staying late at work just to take advantage of the LAN, you know it's time for a change. But that's all. I swear.

posted by boyhowdy | 12:09 AM |

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