I’m not from Hawaii… Anywho, I’m Lorelei. My awesome friend Ashleena/Lyn told me to do this (read: is sitting next to me making sure I don’t freak out at the features and junk). Despite the platypus thing I have going on, this blog isn’t about platypodes. I’m just here to talk about crap that happens to me and hopefully be somewhat entertaining. ummm… now what? I guess it’s story time…
So, I’ll start with a story that just happened. The aforementioned awesome friend of mine is staying the night and we had to take down the Christmas stuff (I know, we’re appalling). We start taking down decorations. I should make it clear now I am a 5′ petite girl and I can’t even reach the top shelf of my bookshelf without standing on my tippy-toes (is that how you spell that?). I was standing on the couch pulling down swag and she was de-lighting the small tree and I proceed to drop a crap ton of decorations on my head… and my little brother (sorry again, Blue).
But the truly entertaining part was taking apart the Big Tree. It isn’t actually that big… but to a midget like me the thing is absolutely massive! Lyn (going with the shorter name) starts trying to unwind the lights and gets really confused by my light-stringing method (I string it like a frickin pre-lit tree) while I try to explain my reasoning and tangle myself up in the lights. I finally take over and we do manage to get all the lights off.
Now comes the time to finally actually take the dumb thing apart. And this is where the feces hits the whirling-blade device (hats off to anyone who gets that joke). So we remove the top part no problem. BUT, then when we try to remove the middle section… It Refuses! Lyn held the base down and I pulled the stupid section as hard as I could, and it just frickin stays there. It occurs to us that the tiny midget girl is probably not the best for that task. So we switch, but I’m too light to hold the base down so Lyn ends up just PICKING UP THE TREE. Finally, we just give up and decide to start folding up the branches.
And we realize we have no idea how to get the branches to lock. We push up the top layer and it stays, but the next layer only half the branches lock into place. We just look at each other like, “Now what?”. Then Lyn gets a brilliant idea. She twists the branches from the upper layer around this layer and vice versa. My older brother is gonna have a great time setting up the tree in 6 months… So we just wind the branches together till we reach the bottom of the middle section, and Lyn is like, “let’s try to take it a part now.” Which was a brilliant idea and also what we should’ve done IN THE FIRST PLACE. This time i am able to untwist the pieces and realize that this section is heavy as heck. I basically drop it in a controlled manner and Lyn moved it out of the way.
Then we wind the branches of the bottom section too and finally, FINALLY, we finish deconstructing the tree. Only to realize we have no idea where these decorations are supposed to be kept. We should not have been trusted with this task…
Well, that’s all for now. Thanks for reading humans, love ya all! Byeeeeee!