Noel got run over by a reindeer...

You know the song, right?  Grandma got run over by a reindeer....it's a Christmas classic.

My husband has been singing a slightly different version of it around my house today...it goes a little something like this:

So I had these cute PB Noel stocking holders.  We've had them for ages.  My mom actually gave them to us.  (Sorry mom for the sad story that is about to follow 🙁

Cute huh?  Anyway, received them before we had kids, so they have been around our house for a long time.

I loved them.  But I don't decorate with a lot of gold, so this year I decided I was finally going to spray paint them.  Spray paint has come a long way in the last 7 years so I decided it was time.  Plus, they were starting to tarnish anyway.

So we picked out a pretty hammered brown metal spray paint and with the unseasonably warm weather, I was able to get a few coats on them!  They were looking soooo cute!

This morning I had a meeting.  When I returned home, I pulled into my driveway, opened my garage door and started to drive into my garage when I heard a loud crunching noise followed by the sound of metal hitting the wall.

Hm.  That isn't good.  (Have a mentioned I have had TWO flat tires within the last 30 days!  One was fixable and the other was not...$250 later...and I had clearly just run over something!!)

So I backed up and I couldn't see a thing.

I backed up a bit more and still couldn't see anything.  So I got out of my car and then I saw it...

My Noel stocking holders were shattered.  Completely unfixable.  (Thankfully the tire is ok!)

While I was gone this morning my husband decided to help me out be putting a coat of paint on them for me.  So he had carefully laid them down on the garage floor, right where I pull my car in and thought I would be able to see them when I pulled up.

My dear husband was not mad at all.  He just said he felt a song coming and started singing "Noel got run over by a reindeer...I mean Highlander..."

He didn't completely believe me when I told him I couldn't see them when I was pulling in!  We have a Highlander, it is a tall car with a long nose, I pulled all the way down my driveway and still couldn't see them sitting there on the garage floor.  I finally made him sit in the drivers seat and he said "Oh.  Yeah.  You can't see them can you."  No.  No you can't.

So I am sad and a bit mad at myself.  But my husband just keeps on singing...

I have a feeling this song will be a new Christmas classic around out house for years and years and years and years to come.

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