A girl and the grouch tree anonymous club, or was it the bubble lamp light anonymous club...

I was thinking about it tonight and I think I should appoint myself as the President of the Bubble Lamp Light Club. I also was thinking how I still have a long way to go on the learning curb. Why did I ever care about a Christmas tree so much that I would be willing to take the fun out of it for my dear darling husband. You see he grew up with the bubble lamp lights on his tree. They make him feel all warm and fuzzy inside with the memory of Christmas in his house growing up. I remember when the first and only time I've ever seen these bubble lamp lights. It must have been the first year we were married and as we gazed at pretty much the same tree Hubster grew up with he said to me, "Aren't those bubble lights the coolest things ever?" Followed by, "If we ever find those I would like to buy some and put them on our tree." In my head I was thinking NO NO NO that's all wrong for our tree and it's a good thing we'll never find any of those 30 year old lights anyway so just smile, act natural, nod your head a little and be agreeable. Not that I have anything against the bubble lights, my vision of course was just a little different on how our tree should look. Well last year hubby was so excited when he came home from an after Christmas sale where he had just scored these very limited edition lights and with it he bought some random little  tree for $30 in which we were never going to use because he promised me some other tree I had been smitten by and just had to have.  I was not going to let him win this tree thing. We didn't have room for two trees so if I got snaked out of my new tree I was going to be just down right ticked.  Seriously I'd rather have no tree than to put that waste of a purchase tree up.  Well I got my new tree even though it is sitting in San Diego but that doesn't mean I won.  In fact, I'm the one who has really missed out until I decided to change my way of thinking.  Once I made up my mind that the bubble lamp lights were the greatest thing since sliced bread and were not only going up on that cheap tree but that they were going to look spectacular, it's amazing what then transpired.  My happiness turned into a game and I then took it one step further by challenging myself to adorning it with almost all items from the Dollar store.  I have never had so much fun.  Wait is all this fun just in my head or is it for real?  Is it possible I could have changed over night?  Well yes it is  and I better get used to making the choice to be happy in my mind more often no matter what because if I love control so much this may be the secret on how I can obtain it.  Happiness is a choice and I guess I shouldn't second guess my little mind and it's power to do so.  After all the mind and happiness has great chemistry as I'm slow to find out.  I'm really loving these little bubble lights and my Dollar Tree tree (I'm imagining a new song in the works that could be sung to the tune of super bon bon super bon bon but instead singing Dollar Tree tree Dollar Tree tree). Don't get me started on the whole song thing because it's kind of a problem. It seems I have a song for everything to where I like to make up words to already existing songs. It may run in the family but I'm not sure. Anyway,  I'm so glad that I don't have to be the President of the control freak grouch anonymous club anymore.

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