Decked

Friday was a Big Day around these parts. Mistah bought our Christmas tree (and I didn't have to tree shop!) and Mom and Dad came by for a visit.

And since Mom is the Queen of the Corey Girls, she ordered Bill around. That's what Corey Girls do, after all. We order our men around.

It's good to be Queen.

"Bill get the tree and put it inside!"

"Mom, you're here. We're entertaining you now. Ellie and I will do it later."

"Bill, get the tree and put it in the stand!"

I'm so glad Mom was here. Because the tree? Made it right into the stand.

And Mom helped me unfurl it from its condom sheath.

And gave us an ornament. A priceless heirloom. That she got at an ornament exchange that she didn't like. But we love it.

And it goes great with our fabulous new Ledgie ornament.

Having Mom and Dad around for an unexpected visit is about the best thing in the world.

They are, as I reported to my sisters after the fact, so great and so cool and so festive. I missed them terribly the second they walked out the door.

But do not call them cute. Mom hates that.

Anyway, after they left we did finish the trimming of the tree . . .

. . . incorporating all our old trusty traditions.

It's resplendent.

The next morning I unraveled yards of lights and festooned the porch and deck.

Miles of lights.

And now?

Our Halls? Are Decked.