‘Twas the night before Christmas...
Well, not quite. Deb is sick with an upper respiratory infection. So upper in fact, that it landed mostly in her head. She was standing in the living room near the tree Friday night, and said “what is the bell sound I hear? Do you hear it?”. I said no, I sure didn’t. And I didn’t.
Then Deb said “I must be going crazy, because I hear bells.”
Me: Maybe your ears are stopped up and that is what you hear.
Deb: No, I hear bells.
Me: (walking into Deb’s vicinity) I hear them too!
And there was the sound, like jingle bells. Like Santa was drawing closer to our house and was just a couple rooftops over. Except this wasn’t Christmas Eve. And Santa NEVER comes early to our house. So we listened to the faint sound of bells, trying to figure out what it was and where the sound was coming from. We bent our heads sideways, parallel to the floor and started sweeping our heads back and forth, like metal detectors searching for gold. As we eliminated areas of the room, the noise got louder, softly louder. It was still barely discernible. At this point, I was pretty convinced Santa might be out front. Then we located it... on Stevie Wonder’s end table by his chair.
This is what we found:
Yes, it was bells all right. Steve’s Audibel hearing aids. He had forgotten to turn them off. I picked up the case carefully and carried it to the bedroom and shouted at him (because his ears were inside the case jingling):
WOULD YOU PLEASE TURN YOUR HEARING AIDS OFF? THEY SOUND LIKE JINGLE BELLS AND WE THOUGHT SANTA WAS BUSTING IN EARLY!!!
After looking at me for a few seconds like I had two heads, he figured out what I was saying and laughed, holding his hands out for the case and turning the bells off.
Jingle Bells everyone. Happy Holidays and may you have lots of laughs, good food, and new memories this holiday season.
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