Santa your Self

Every December, as I stand below and watch, jumping around, possibly clapping, my husband brings down the red and white Christmas box from the rafters in the garage.    Without a child in the house and now that I've decided for all time that I can't kill a tree for the holiday, the Christmas display is decidedly smaller, more compact, distilled to its very essence. Gone are the days of a 6-foot tree, draped in ornaments and lights....more
Thanks for the good cheer!  Will be decorating the house today, still have a child in the house ... more