I came home last night to find that H. had bought a Christmas tree (surprise!) for our home. It's so cute! 2 1/2 feet tall and perfect in all its green finery. This is definitely the highlight of my holiday season so far, because I haven't lived in a home with a Christmas tree in it since 1991!
H. and I grew up with very different experiences of Christmas--it wasn't a priority for his folks to celebrate, while my family (and in particular my step-father, for various dysfunctional and quite tragic reasons I won't get into right now) was somewhat obsessed by it. We had 8-foot-plus flocked trees every year, dozens of gifts for each child, decorations up the wazoo and endless Christmas carol records playing on the ol' turntable.
I'm looking forward to sharing a bit of my Christmas tradition with H. this year, and it feels so sweet that he got the tree all on his own; I can tell he's catching some of the Christmas spirit.
In other good news: I was overjoyed when I watched the finale episode of America's Next Top Model last night (yes, it is my favorite show). Eva the Diva is the new Miss ANTM, and ain't no stoppin' her now. I'll post more on my favorite ANTM contestant later, but let's just say that after the elections, this may be the best upset victory I've ever witnessed.
Go on, Eva-girl, serve up some of that hot stuff for the whole world to see.
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