| A tickle trunk of costume changes | Sunday, 24 January 2021 - 14:10 |
On the eleventh day of Christmas….
….my true love gave to me….
…eleven manic monkeys.
The SPCA asks us to please not give monkeys or other animals as gifts. Sock monkeys not included.
© Judy Parsons 2021
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On the tenth day of Christmas…
My true love gave to me….
….ten tiny toques.
Ken grew up calling this type of hat a stocking cap. It can also be called a watch cap or a beanie. If you want to make a Canadian laugh out loud, call it a toboggan. This is a toboggan:
This is what you do with a toboggan:
Now picture that on your head. Hmmm, that triggers a memory and I am eating my words. I now recall a Canadian Superhero named Mr. Canoehead. He seemed to manage okay as long as the canoe was empty.
© Judy Parsons 2021 (except Mr. Canoehead picture)
On the ninth day of Christmas….
…my true love gave to me…
…nine pairs of work socks. That would be eighteen socks if you’re doing the math.
That true love should have either knit giant socks so that they could shrink to fit or have used superwash wool.
© Judy Parsons 2021
On the eighth day of Christmas…
,,,my true love gave to me…
…eight pairs of mittens. Now that’s actually sixteen mittens but it’s not exactly double eight pairs because there are eight left hand mittens and eight right hand mittens. I wonder if a single of the pair should just be called a mitt.
They do, Ken, they do make mittens for feet. They’re called socks.
© Judy Parsons 2021
On the seventh day of Christmas…
My true love gave to me….
…seven pairs of britches which included two pairs of jeans, one pair of slacks, one pair of hikers, a pair of sweats and a pair of nifty yoga pants. As I explained previously seven pairs of britches does not add up to a total of fourteen individual britches. There is also no such thing as one britch. But just to confuse you, one leg of a pair of trousers is in fact, a trouser.
© Judy Parsons 2020 (Hurrah, tomorrow it will no longer be 2020!)
On the sixth night of Christmas…
My true love gave to me….
…six plaid shirts.
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On the fifth day of Christmas…
..my true love gave to me…..
…five golden lings.
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On the fourth day of Christmas…..
…my true love gave to me
..four pairs of long-johns. (Now, unlike a pair of rubber boots, a pair of long-johns constitutes only one item, not two. And if you can’t account for the four, he’s wearing one pair)
You would have loved some new long-johns too if, like Ken, you had the cold winter wind blowin’ up under your kilt.
*Stanfield’s underwear has been made right here in Nova Scotia since the 1800s.
© Judy Parsons 2020
On the third day of Christmas….
…my true love gave to me…
..three hand-knit garnseys
© Judy Parsons 2020
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