And there it is. Standing there in the corner. Naked. Mocking me. The center of the festivities, the symbol of all the season is, the object by which you will be judged by all holiday visitors. The CHRISTMAS TREE. Yikes.
Well, guess I better do something with this thing.
I just know I will feel better after this. What better way to coax Christmas Spirit out of his unconsciousness state than with a glorious beacon of good tidings, comfort and joy such as this?
