Do you recall the John Prine Christmas song in which he talks about Christmas as a kid, and the time he ate a Christmas ornament so he figures Christmas is always inside him? Yeah, I know. Pretty great. Listen to it. I swear you'll be glad you did.
The other day Ernie the Eggmaster delivered my morning eggs to me. I sat there, trying to balance the plate with one hand and using the trackpad of the laptop with the other, and just as I managed to get a forkful of eggs into my mouth I spied a little flat dark thing on it. Too late, it was already in my mouth. I chewed cautiously but all seemed good. I went to get another forkful, and there sitting next to my eggs was part of a Christmas ornament. Yup. A big red ornament had gotten broken at the house concert. I had told Ernie to leave it on the counter because I wanted to take a picture of it. Next time, perhaps straight into the trash.....but now I am like John Prine!
Picture from the great ornament smash of 2006.