Setting Up The Christmas Tree Is Hellish

(This happened the year we moved to a new house. It’s December, and we’ve started setting up the tree. Naturally everything is a bit disorganized.)

Mother: “Everything was in this box! I know it was!”

Brother: “Where are the icicles?”

Mother: “THE ICICLES WENT TO HELL!”

(We all stop what we’re doing and just stare at her.)

Mother: “…did I say that out loud?”

Me: “Yes. Yes, you did.”

(Every year we still talk about ‘going to get the icicles out of Hell.’)