The tree is up and decorated. I miss the fresh, pungent scent of pine from real trees and traipsing about with the whole gang to 'hunt a tree' but the simple ease of pulling a tree from storage is a sweet deal in my kinda frantic life. And John loves not having all those fallen pine needles to deal with in January.
Gonna try to get the rest of the house decorated this afternoon. Need to restore some sense of order to the house....a dozen boxes of Christmas stuff sure hogs up the space!