Yip, December 7th….not much action around here in the middle of nowhere since my last post.  The house is kinda sorta decorated but not finished.  Rumor has it that we will be venturing out, probably into Effortown or close to, in order to purchase a Christmas tree today.  Now THAT, is going to feel strange.
For ever, ok for at least 20 years our family has ventured out in some form to cut down our tree.  In rain, snow and at times balmy weather it has always been a holiday thing ya know?  This year for the very first time, none of our kids will be with us.  WEIRD.  In order to stay married my husband and I have decided that we will purchase a precut tree.  This way there will be no bickering about carrying the tree out of the field, chance of the top getting broken off (now that was a time lol!) or forgetting exactly where that perfect tree was located.
There is only one problem, we don’t have a clue where to purchase said precut tree.  While supporting the local boy scout troop sounds good their trees are not quite tall enough for our space.  Oh right, size of tree…no matter what we wont be getting out of that debate this year!  Guess we will be checking the internet for local tree sales and crossing our fingers.
In 10 days the first round of kids, ok our adult children and their friends descend upon us.  I feel excitement and a pinch of terror as I am no where near ready.  Cross your fingers for me please my imaginary readers.
Check back for updates to my real life saga – When a Scot and an Israeli come to Canada for their first Christmas.

Its 11:46 the morning of December 2, 2016 and I am having a tough time putting myself into gear.  Our kids have been suggesting for a while now that my husband and I check out Suits on Netflix.  Last night was the beginning of what I am sure will turn into a Suits Marathon.
See, the problem is that today is December freaking 2!  My house is not clean let alone ready to be decorated for Christmas, my second cup of coffee is yet to kick in (should have made some delicious Just Us coffee urghhhhhh), and I hear the heavy thump from the tail of our family labradoodle.  Next, a sorrowful howl will come from our Tibetian.  Come on Mom, you can do it!  One foot in front of the other, let ‘s go for our walk!!!
It is truly amazing how much structure and habit move our lives in a positive forward direction.  I know I have created my own puppy problems, heck, I live my life as our dogs support system!  Its like they know I am typing about them, the Tibetian is loosing his head at what we call “squirrel theatre”.  Now he runs up to our bed to hop up and look out the window to get a better perspective on our street in the middle of nowhere.  The Labradoodle looks up the stairway and then flops on the floor.  He too was up watching Suits, guess I have a tired buddy after all.
Ok, one, two, three…..nope. Nothing there.  And the count down to Christmas begins to apply pressure