“December, in my memory,
is white as Lapland,
though there were no reindeers.
But there were cats.”
~ Dylan Thomas, A Child's Christmas in Wales
We had hoped that December would be better than November. It started off with a cemetery tour at Hollywood Cemetery with the River City Cemetarians and then led into the annual Krampus walk. It was a day full of friends, raucous fun, and happiness. I had been planning my outfit for quite some time; and, I had planned my latest extravagant Krampus necklace since January when I purchased a Krampus brooch from the Czech Republic. Along with a Weiss Christmas tree pin and a gorgeous garnet brooch, I was all set my favorite jewelry necromancer, Kay Adams to work some magic. She did.
|I added a little mask on my underage friend so creepers can move along elsewhere while I protect the young ;D|
That day the temperature was a bit too warm for my original outfit. I’m glad that I have a closet versatile enough that I could create a back-up outfit for the Krampus walk.
We had a great deal of fun and then headed to dinner. Hours later when we arrived home, we were ready to snuggle in when our little four-paw family member meowed that something was wrong. Within hours, everything went terribly wrong and our household has gone quiet as we’ve lost a loved one. All I want to write about is how much I have hated 2016 and how all the magic is gone, and no one wants to read that. I started to write holiday cards because I really, really like my cards this year (I usually do but this year they make me laugh). I wrote the first card and it came across as so dreary that I had to stop and set them aside. We’re just going to mourn for a while… and then a while after that.
We both have given each other flowers. I gave my fella a Christmas cactus not yet in bloom; he gave me roses with a candy cane stick.
We did not feel like it but we put up our Christmas trees and decorated the house (including our Krampus ornaments below).
Apologies on the moppiness. I promise that my next post (about a candy historian's lecture) will be much more lively.