Sometimes I feel a bit like Jim Nabors as Gomer Pyle talking to Sgt. Carter, “Well, goooooooolleeeeee, Sgt. Carter …” And then he goes on about some bonehead assumption he made that was truly wrong — funny but wrong.
Putting a flamboyant Santa on the tree
A flamboyant Santa
One year several years ago, during that same period between Thanksgiving and Christmas, Patti and I were in Pottery Barn. I found a set of ornaments there that had Santas in various points of movement. These Santas are leaping, skating, doing the splits near a fireplace, etc., like I said — various forms of movement.
I thought they looked good, bought them, didn’t give them a second thought and we’ve had them on the tree every year. But, when we are decorating the tree, someone inevitably will say, “Save the flamboyant Santas for dad. He wants to put them on the tree.” Folks, I hear this every year. I don’t happen to think they are “flamboyant” Santas; they’re just festive Santas. Not that there is anything wrong with any of this, of course. They are quirky and not your typical “Santa,” but the entire family has come to love and enjoy the ornaments and they make it on the tree every single year.
So here are a couple of pictures, one of a closeup of a flamboyant Santa and one picture of me attempting to look flamboyant putting one on the tree.
fighting damien 