gape

December 16, 2008 by j.

She sat with crossed legs by the Christmas tree, idly humming wordless Christmas tunes.. sometimes humming the melody, sometimes the harmony. Who can tell the difference anyway.. her only audience is a chubby little beagle who has snuggled up under a fuzzy pillow and is sighing contentedly in sleep.

The lights of the tree cast a soft glow on the stack of naked Christmas gifts waiting to be clothed, and the smooth rolls of pretty patterned paper restfully awaiting their holiday destiny. There are decisions to be made. The green paper should go with the gold ribbon. Hmm.. the striped paper matches the green paper too… she’ll wrap the books in those and tie them together with a bit of string. That big box for dad gets the Santa paper, definitely. The next several hours pass in gentle silence, with only the sounds of wrapping punctuating the stillness. She happily wraps gift after gift. Unroll and smooth. Cut. Fold. Tape. Cut. Tie. Tape. Cut. Tape. Tape. Tape.

Finally the stacks of presents sit proudly in their new colorful garb. She stands up, stretches her stiff muscles, and smooths her rumpled pants before beginning to put everything away, when ….. oh no! Several very large holes gape back at her from the legs of her pants, the abashed skin peeking through shyly. Stupid overzealous scissors!!!

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