{"id":4142,"date":"2013-12-14T07:20:09","date_gmt":"2013-12-14T14:20:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/?p=4142"},"modified":"2021-01-08T19:37:12","modified_gmt":"2021-01-09T03:37:12","slug":"time-for-the-christmas-tree","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/2013\/12\/14\/time-for-the-christmas-tree\/","title":{"rendered":"Time for the Christmas Tree"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"float: right;\" title=\"IMG_0107.jpg\" src=\"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/12\/IMG_0107.jpg\" alt=\"IMG 0107\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" border=\"0\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Today is the traditional date of the Christmas Tree decoration.<\/p>\n<p>As I work on this today, I&rsquo;m thinking of my Mom and all the fun she &amp; I used to have at this time of year.<\/p>\n<p>Sugar Cookies, in happy holiday shapes. The infamously alcoholic fruitcakes that Mom always made.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Popcorn and construction paper chains for decorations around the tree and the house.<\/p>\n<p>The joy when a new package materialized under the tree and wondering what to get Mom.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>See for a number of years it was just Mom &amp; I. Sure on Thanksgiving or Christmas we&rsquo;d have the relatives over but mostly it was about us.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>We had a ball!<\/p>\n<p>Ornaments, memories, Black &amp; White TV.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I remember the address to the first house I lived in.<\/p>\n<p>When I google it, it&rsquo;s all different. The house got modified at some point in the past 35 years the owners enclosed the carport making it a small one car garage. The trees that I remember tending as saplings are all gone, as is a larger tree that used to be in the front yard. The grand old oak in the backyard is still standing. From the Street view I can see the room that my parents occupied for a time.<\/p>\n<p>The neighborhood is, of course all different now.<\/p>\n<p>One constant is that I can find using Google is the elementary and the middle school. Both were attached to each other via a common lunchroom facility so they occupy a large chunk of space that&rsquo;s easily visible.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I remember navigating home from both of them. I walked across a golf course and usually with a group of friends. Unless I got detention. Then I&rsquo;d be walking alone.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Both the schools look the same as they do in my memory.<\/p>\n<p>There&rsquo;s something comforting in that.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Today is the traditional date of the Christmas Tree decoration. As I work on this today, I&rsquo;m thinking of my Mom and all the fun she &amp; I used to have at this time of year. Sugar Cookies, in happy holiday shapes. The infamously alcoholic fruitcakes that Mom always made.&nbsp; Popcorn and construction paper chains &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/2013\/12\/14\/time-for-the-christmas-tree\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Time for the Christmas Tree&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[27,3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4142","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-family","category-general"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4142","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4142"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4142\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4143,"href":"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4142\/revisions\/4143"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4142"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4142"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4142"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}