Archive for November, 2011

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way… to Christmas. Ah Christmas, the time of year with choices to be made: Such choices have been the source of heated debate and the lack of good cheer among married couples.

1: X-mas tree lights – white or multi colored?

2: Tinsel or garland? Usually the people who disagree on lights will disagree on this!

3: At what age do let your kids help decorate the tree? The first year our daughter helped all the balls were hung on the bottom two branches. The kid was young and short… that was as high as she could reach.

4: If you’re advancing in age is it a wise decision to buy an ornament that’s a ‘first in a series?’ What if it’s a series of 12? That’s 12 years! Considering your age that may be wishful thinking on your part. It’s like getting an appliance with a lifetime guarantee. Whose lifetime? What if the ticker’s bad… and I don’t mean on the washer.

Some women are secretive about their age and others don’t care who knows how old they are. Some try to fight time with plastic surgery and wrinkle reducers. Some accept laugh lines as a visible sign of a life well spent.

As for me – I thought I didn’t care – until recently when I was telling a group of people I had just met at a party about my trip toHawaiiin 1975. My son, who until this point seemed bored and uninterested suddenly decided to join the conversation and shouted, “How old were you when you went?”

My face turned red from embarrassment and my blouse turned red from spitting out my wine.

My son was too young to realize he asked the wrong question to a lady who was old enough to know better.