So, how was YOUR Christmas?

My Christmas

by
Chai Tea

Christmas Eve started out as a disappointment, as gustavratzenhofer did willfully and with no provocation lie to me about monster grubs in my garden.

Had I listened to him, my Phlomis fruiticosa and Gomphrena Globosa would have had a tragically shortened lifespan when the weather warmed.

Earlier on this same Christmas Eve it was decided our water should be turned off so the entire garden could be dug up in order to locate and replace a leaking pipe.

The efforts of the entire summer are now plomped in cardboard boxes and old litter boxes on my patio.

I occassionally go out and wring my hands over them, praying they survive the cold air in their temporary homes.

The pipe unfortunately was found to be be unchristian like in this Yuletide Season, requiring much more time and effort than my simple female brain can comprehend.

So, we have had no water since 8am yesterday.

Hence, no Christmas dinner, no possible way to clean dishes, or, most significantly, our bodies.

Some of your know I require a minium of 2 showers a day, so you can imagine how I feel after digging, handling grubs, and plants with no real way to bathe.

We had tickets to see a movie at 2 today, but we both suffered from greasy hair and dirty clothes.

Wally went to Walgreens and bought several gallons of bottled water, so my hair is clean, and various parts of me are clean enough. I'm getting ready to heat water on the stove for the masters bath.

I heated up a frozen eggplant parm dinner, and Wally went off and found an open Jack in the Box.

Actually, it was a fine Christmas, just very strange.