Tomorrow's Christmas Eve and, as far as I'm concerned, Christmas Eve = Christmas.
My family is coming over, and we will sit around eating, drinking, talking (this is, after all, my family), and gazing at my tree.
I've had bigger trees. And better looking ones, I suppose. But as long as it's real, as long as it's balsam, as long as I manage to get all the ornaments that I love on it, I'm happy.
So, Merry Christmas/Merry Christmas tree to all.
In keeping with Pink Slip tradition, we're taking the week after Christmas off, and will return in 2023.