Christmas decorating started this year with the "formal" tree I've always wanted. White lights and gold and red balls.
My fabulous tree was usurped by Kendall's "kids" within minutes of completion.
Kendall had a ridiculous amount of gifts for her girls in gift bags (and some Walmart shopping bags) under my beautiful formal tree within the hour.
Then the Griswold tree, aka the Hanukkah bush under the Star of David, went up.
Then I decided I need a little tree in my room this year.
And the dining room.
And the other side of the dining room.
Then I found this note on the fridge:
At least the little grinch still loves me!












































