It Really Is A Wonderful Life – Part Two

In case you missed Part One, I managed to make myself presentable for my company Christmas party on Friday night, and then had a moment where all the planets seemed to align just for me and I felt at one with the universe. I found the Christmas spirit that had been eluding me.

Part Two:

Now, as I mentioned, I have not been feeling Christmas-y lately. I had seriously considered running away for the holidays. I checked my Air Miles points to see just how far away I could run. Unfortunately, at this time of year, visiting some place like  California, the Bahamas, or even snowless Colorado  was out of the question. I could probably have made it all the way to *spits* Toronto, but I was trying to make the holidays better, not worse. Then Friday happened.

Now? Are we going to decorate it now? How ’bout now? No? Now? When? Now?

Saturday morning, the universe didn’t take it all back. Max let us sleep in until 8:30. He helped me tidy up the corner where our Christmas tree would go. Jepeto brought in the tree and we set it, crooked despite our best efforts, in its stand. We cut off the netting that held it all together, swept up the pine needles that fell to the floor and then waited for the branches to descend so we could decorate.

I put on some Christmas music. Jepeto tidied up the kitchen, Max played with his legos and Matchbox cars and I started folding laundry. Hardly a glorious vacation in an exotic location, but, somehow, it was nice. Jepeto joined Max and I in the living room and we actually slow-danced to “I’ll Be Home For Christmas“. How cheesy is that?

Finally, the branches had descended and we decorated the tree. Now, I’m somewhat militant about my Christmas tree. All my ornaments are blue, silver, white or crystal. Mismatched, multi-coloured ornaments strewn every which way is NOT how I roll. Now, I’m not criticizing anyone who decks their tree with rainbow colours. I’m sure their tree is lovely. In their house.

Damn my short 3-year-old arms! Closer Papa, closer! Suck in that beer gut and get me CLOSER!

But my weird holiday zen-ness even allowed me to enjoy Max placing nearly all the ornaments in one location, about 3 feet up and slightly right of center. I barely even flinched when he accidentally broke an ornament Jake had made in kindergarten. And I wasn’t even slightly perturbed when Jepeto brought out the red, yellow and green ornaments he had made as a child, and hung them on the tree. I admit, later that night, after Max went to bed, I did redistribute the ornaments but I left Jepeto’s childhood mementos in place.

So, no, I’m not on vacation somewhere magnificent like Spain, Italy, Greece or France avoiding all things Christmas. Instead, I’m in Canada, with my crazy, lovable Frenchman, and our human dynamo son, dancing to cheesy Christmas carols and dressing our tree and singing badly and laughing and being one with the universe.

Life is good.

Our final, less-than-perfect, Christmas tree.

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  • Your tree could not be more perfect. I’ve always found that no matter how hard one tries to resist Christmas, eventually it gets you — kinda like a mudslide, only in a good way. Hints for keeping tree fresh longer, put a capfull of liquid bleach in the water in the stand. It keeps the algae away.

    And I’m starting to feel all warm and fuzzy about Jepeto. It took me a long time to get over the smegma post.

    Holiday hugs to you all…

  • I just wish you and your studmuffin would have one more baby. A girl! Think of the shopping spree’s we would have with her. I’m glad you got a little Christmas (and that you are getting a little) in your life. Max is exquisite, isn’t he? And your tree looks so perfect. Ours is really pretty too, but quite small. I’ll take pictures and post them on FB. Elvis and “Blue Christmas” is also great to dance to.

  • That tree is perfectly Christmasy — is it a coincidence that it matches the walls and trim so well?

    Also, I thought Max was around 18 months old. In that video with him, the cat and the cage he looked like he was a toddler. But here he seems so grown up!

  • Mikewj

    That’s a beautiful tree, and a beautiful post like “It’s a Wonderful Life” but with printed words and color photos and you instead of Jimmy Stewart. Now I think I’m getting a little misty about Christmas. And just when I thought the season was going to pass me by…..

  • Mikewj

    Canadians grow at about 3 to 5 times the rate of normal children in order to be able to survive the harsh winters. So Max is 18 months old, but he has the physique and intelligence of a 6-year-old. Jepeto, too. (Just kidding Jep. Merry Christmas, bro.)

  • It is perfect, isn’t it? 🙂

    It took us all a long time to get over that post, but, as I’ve said before, the boy is like fungus. Eventually, he grows on you 🙂

    Merry, merry Christmas to you, Dixie and Mason!

  • Oh fine, poke fun at me for my holiday sentimentality! Like Jayne said, Christmas will eventually catch up to you and then you’ll be attempting to lasso Kerry the moon! 🙂

  • Not a coincidence at all! I painted the living room so it would coordinate with my Xmas decorations ’cause yes, I’m just that crazy! 🙂

    The video of Max was taken June, 2009, so he was a little more than 18 months at the time. He’s 3 now.

  • With my luck, I would end up with twin boys!! Nope, my baby-making days are over. I’m getting a little old to keep popping them out, after all! 🙂

    Can’t wait to see the FB pics!

  • Now THAT’s a tree! I just got mine yesterday and hope to get it decorated in time for Christmas. My tree is always my favorite part of Christmas… from the trip to get it, to staring at the tree cross-eyed to make the lights go all fuzzy!

  • LOL! I thought I was the only one who did that!!

  • Mikewj

    Bah! Humbug!

  • Mikewj

    You’re not too old. Your womb is still fertile, Nicky. Don’t you miss that new-baby smell at least a little?

  • Nicky

    Tell you what, my friend. When you go out and adopt another one, I’ll go and get knocked up. Deal?

  • vickilikesfrogs

    Your tree is BEE-YUUUU-TIFUL! And your captions made me lol.

    I love it when I have days like that, where everything just…works. Great post!

  • I love your tree, Nicky! It’s almost as beautiful as you are. My mom was very particular about our Christmas tree while I still lived at home. All the ornaments were blue and silver, it looked a lot like your tree. So when I moved out and got to have my own tree, I decided I’d had enough of the blue and got all red and white ornaments. This year M and I won’t be home, so we’re not having a tree, but maybe I can find a picture of last year’s tree somewhere..

  • It’s beautiful! After reading this I think I might be getting a little of the Christmas spirit.

  • It’s beautiful! After reading this I think I might be getting a little of the Christmas spirit.

  • Thanks Vicki! I’m glad you enjoyed and I hope you have a wonderful, happy Christmas!

  • Awwww *blushes* thank you, love! I’d love to see the pics. I thought about changing up the colours last year, but then I realized I’d have to paint my living room. Yes, I’m serious. I really am that crazy 🙂

    Where are you and M going? Family? Vacation? CANADA???

  • Thanks Jen. I’m not usually one to be corny, I tend to be the one making fun of the one being corny, but it really was a lovely weekend and completely transformed my mood. I’m glad if it rubs off on you, you deserve a very happy holiday. Merry Christmas, my friend, our very best wishes to you and your family. ♥

  • Now you are just going to make me cry. It really was lovely.

  • Mikewj

    You win. I’m done. I will raise children no more, forever.

    Oh, one question, though: Why will you “go” and get knocked up? Do you need a stand-in because Jepeto’s shooting blanks, or suffered a horribly debilitating groital injury in the Gulf War? Also, and I realize this is a second question, although it could be related, why is Jepeto’s face blurred in the photo? I was waiting for somebody else to bring it up, but nobody has, and my curiousity is getting the better of me.

  • Jepeto

    I have allergies. It is my normal face. I’m not shooting blanks. I am not shooting at all. I usually hate Christmas, but when my heir’s face lit up watching a tree in my house i made an effort. As a child it was an incredible and happy period in my life. My time to make magic. I’ll just make sure to teach him how to fly later when he jumps out of the nest. I landed hard 😉

  • Jepeto

    Smegma post? Hey, that gives me an idea…

  • I wish. I’m at M’s parents’ place. We’re spending Christmas here and it makes me want to cry a little.

  • Nicky


  • He really can’t help himself, can he?

  • Sigh. No.

  • I’m sure it won’t be so bad, especially if you get drunk and stay drunk the entire time 🙂

    Merry Christmas, love!

  • You tree is totally-super-awesome. And Im so happy to read how ‘Life Is Good’ for you, and that you’ve found your Christmas Spirit! xoxoxooxox

  • Thank you sweet thing! I hope you’re feeling better in time for Christmas 🙂

  • xoxoxo

  • Mikewj

    Great answer, Jepeto. Methinks you pretend to be a crude brutish man but are, in fact, something else entirely. Next time I’m in Montreal, I’m buying the beer, my friend.

  • silvergirl

    Merry Christmas to you and your family 🙂 Your tree is great


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