We lived in a small house when I was
growing up. Each year we had a
Christmas tree placed on a table
in the corner of our living room.
It was a thing of beauty with all
the bobbles, tinsel and lights.
It was not until I married Mister
that I was indoctrinated into
the B.I.B. (Bigger is Better)
school of thought.
So we had a BIG TREE
for many, many years.
HOWEVER . . .
this year I questioned the B.I.B theory.
And we are rockin' a
(this Christmas Slacker
couldn't be happier)
Less tree means more room
for all the gifts that Santa
brings to "good girls"
like me and you!