Here Comes the Christmas Tree

The other night I started humming while I was on the computer. The first three notes that came out where definitely, "Here Comes the Bride." I guess I shouldn't be surprised by this. My wedding is at the seven weeks and counting point today. And, like many ladies in my 'condition' I'm spending all of my free time doing something wedding related. Despite all of this, I was a bit shocked by myself and I noticed (with my intuition) D looked up at me too.

Suddenly the song shifted into "O Tannenbaum" on note four. This was a subconscious movement away from singing the entire bridal march. Oddly, it worked - they are, essentially, the same song at the starting gate.

A montage of Christmas trees in a white frocks and veils being shoved down an aisle collided with images of me strutting around with an angel on my head and balls hanging from my limbs. In the end, I feel like the song's not wrong - we're the same the Christmas tree and me. We're both being trimmed for one big day after which everything goes back in the closet and you go on with life. Fortunately, I won't be doing this again next year.