Um…yes.  This is a true story

Yesterday, I returned home from a very nice chat with Adrian Chamberlain.  Christmas snuck up on me this year and suddenly I realized that the big day was less than a week away and I still had tons to do.  I was zipping around the wrapping paper station I’ve set up in the kitchen, humming, God rest ye merry gentlemen let nothing you dismay, turned to get the scissors from the butcher block, when what should I see but a cardboard sign with something to the effect of “No Peaking at your Christmas Surprise or there will be trouble!“ 

Now, I’m not sure if that was the exact wording, but of course the effect was the same.  I ran to the door of course, flung it opened and yelled, “I’m peeking!  I’m peeking!“

It’s become a Christmas tradition.  Michael and Susan try to sneak over to my house and set up some elaborate Christmas surprise and I delight in foiling their plans and catching them red-handed in their creative Christmas craziness.

I could explain to you what I saw, but I made Don take a couple pictures of it instead.  I think anyone who has heard/sung The Twelve Days of Christmas will know what is being portrayed here. 

Hey, I just got an image of the two of them dressed up like Lords and leaping around, arms wafting, faces to the sky, enormous grins on their faces. 

Oh, then I got a flash of them in Merry Milking Maids costumes, milking cows, Michael looking most disgruntled. 

I’d better stop and post these pictures before any other images hijack my brain. 

Um… and yes, those are real pears, strung on jewelry wire, (and I’m sure I don’t have the exact words here but it was something real poetic and beautiful like…)“so rain and dew will cling to them and shimmer and shine.“

I can hardly wait for it to rain!

Of course, Don’s not quite so enthused.  He nearly brained himself last night, racing out in the dark to pee Scooter…

p.s. and not to worry, even though there are a lot of pears swinging and swaying in the wind, they won’t go to waste because after Christmas, Susan’s going to pop them in her fruit dehydrating machine and voila, pear chips to munch the winter months away!

Posted by Meg Tilly on Tuesday, December 20, 2011 in Chewing the Fat