So we went out and chopped down a little pine tree, shoved it into the back of our itty bitty car, dragged it into our living room, and hung an eclectic assortment of non-functional objects on it.
When I pause to think about it for a minute, it's kind of an odd tradition. I like odd.
Red Bear climbed to the top of this year's tree.
Now he's stuck up there until January.
OK, the halls are officially decked. Now bring on the eggnog!
I'll be at my worktable, making merry and such.