I felt myself feeling strangely proud of our tree. Grateful for all the ornaments I never bought but was gifted. And generally feeling that our tree could kick the butts of all the other trees humbly located in living rooms throughout the neighborhood.
Getting competitive about strange things, no? This and scrabble, I kick scratch bite and scream.
Anyway, I am happy with it. This is the one we cut. I am left feeling strangely social and antisocial at once this season. I find I enjoy the time most of all with my family, and don't want to risk giving that time to anyone else, sometimes.
So guess who won't be living up at christmas parties every saturday this year?
