I have been reading blogs this afternoon and came across a blog post entitled "so I married a boiled sweet.....". She talks about her husband's lack of enthusiasm for the holidays and her Christmasaholic ways. They are obviously very opposite, much like Jim, or "Jolly" as his friends so affectionately call him, and little ol' me. When we first married we went out and cut a tree down and he grumpily put it the stand muttering the whole time. When we bought the house we live in now we decided on Berber carpet that was a lovely shade of white (what the heck were we thinking?) Jim decided no more pitch. Lovingly he sent me with credit card in hand to Display Design for the dreaded fake tree, but alas no more pitch on the carpet. Each year he dutifully gets the tree down and allows me to put it up all by myself, isn't that so nice of him?
This year brings a new beginning for us, three little grandbabies to fill the house on Christmas Day! I bet he will turn into a Christmasaholic too! The keys on the keyboard will be worn out from typing in www(dot)amazon(dot)com and then "toys" in the search bar!
So, maybe opposites do really attract and eventually become one,
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