December 14, 2019 – Reindeer slippers
Last
year for writer’s group we had to produce something with a Christmas
theme. I forgot to put it on my blog last
year, and I do it now.
I
created a Haiku [Japanese Poetry] poem, which has the traditional 17 syllables
with three phrases of typically 5, 7, and 5.
Of
course, this was new for me trying to write it, but then I had heard Haiku on a
few occasions and found them interesting.
Drum
roll:
I
am infused with
unchecked
delight of a child
by
reindeer slippers.
Now
for, the laugh - rather your laugh. That
tiny little bit of poetry took me an entire day to write.
Those
silly little reindeer slippers I have had for about 20+ years and they delight
me. They actually do get me into the
Christmas spirit, unlike baking cookies that don’t “make” for the Church bake
sale.
Years
ago – between jobs – oh yes, I have been unemployed on many occasions – most have
not been my choice, and I was on “scare money” and didn’t dare ask for anything
for myself out of the household money.
Those that have lived on skinny money know what I am talking about,
scared that you have an emergency and you don’t have any cash on hand at all.
When
I happened to see these silly reindeer slippers with the face of a reindeer as
the front of the slipper including red nose, brown/black pupil eyes, ears, and
gold lame antlers and they even have a sprig of holly leaves with red berries
done in felt tacked to one ear, I turned to my husband in KMart or WalMart and begged him to buy them. He nodded and smiled, you see, Santa lives with me.
They
cover only my toes and the back is open, and they are toasty warm and
absolutely silly.
They
bring out the inner child in me who really does like Christmas – or at least
the Christmas of one’s wishes where everything is perfect, absolutely everything
perfect, which is close to impossible, mind you.
The bottoms
of the slippers were getting holes in them and last winter when I tucked them
away in my ornament box I said, “Self, you need to put new bottoms on them somehow.”
So, a
couple of days go, I fluffed the wreaths to put out at the front and back of
the house, and checked the tree lights – all but one strand was dead and all had to
be taken off and replaced. When that was done, I turned my
attention to the slippers and made a photo copy of the bottom of each worn out
sole to use as patterns.
I
proceeded to cut some of that wonderful cream colored felted blanket from the
patterns and I blanket stitched them to the slipper soles. Darn, they look like new, just like they fell
off Santa’s sleigh. They just might make it another 20 years if I don’t run out
in the snow or something crazy.
When
I am not using them on my feet, I tuck them under the pillow shams on my bed
for a bit of whimsy. Later in the day, when I enter the room, I look at them,
yes, they are cute, cute, cute.
Everyone
needs a bit of whimsy and mine happens to be on my feet keeping my feet toasty
warm.
