A Very UnChristmas Feeling

“Never worry about the size of your Christmas tree. In the eyes of children, they are all 30 feet tall” ― Larry Wilde

Trevor's father James Franklin Dillard's widow, Tina, allowed me a room in her home, finally.  I was "sleeping" (the days I could actually get some peace and quiet) in her living room.  It's incredibly loud here, between the television, talking, and three dogs barking. 

I don't currently have a table but this was what Trevor and I used for our pantry food at our old apartment. 

I dug up our little tree and decorated for myself. I miss having our own place and sharing our holidays together. It feels desolate without him here.

Just a few greeting cards came in.  I only want the one from my fiance.

Decking the Tree

“Remember, if Christmas isn't found in your heart, you won't find it under a tree.” ― Charlotte Carpenter

Pam decorating her tree

I haven't had a lot of Christmases with my nephew.  I remember when he was little, and all his siblings were small.  Every once in awhile, we would make it down to San Diego, California and bringing gifts for April's children. 

April is passed now, and Daniel lives in Oregon.  My only family member in this state.  I am glad he has been bringing me out of the house and over to his place.  It makes my time alone feel less lonely.

My nephew Daniel's girlfriend is decorating their tree in Portland, Oregon.  This is the first time I've seen LED lights on a Christmas tree.  They are supposed to be safer and more energy-efficient.

Santa Claus 2019

“Hey, great idea: if you have kids, give your partner reading vouchers next Christmas. Each voucher entitles the bearer to two hours' reading time *while the kids are awake*. It might look like a cheapskate present, but parents will appreciate that it costs more in real terms than a Lamborghini.” ― Nick Hornby, The Polysyllabic Spree

Since my bearded man is away, I went to see this bearded man.

My nephew Daniel took me to Woodburn, Oregon to take a photo with Santa Claus.  It was super cold outside this tiny kiosk and I think I was the only adult guest to sit with Santa for pictures fo the day.  

Trevor is still in Hawaii, so I decided a professional photo with Santa would cheer him up.  It came out better than expected.  I also went and made copies to send to my mom.