The Grinch Gets a Tree

As I may have mentioned before, I can do without the whole Xmas atmos thing. When the kids were little I made a noble effort but now a few candles, some poinsettias and a couple of scotch and sodas suffice. Mr. Nag, on the other hand, is a festooning fool who must be kept in check lest he disappear under a mound of flashing lights and tinsel. The last couple of Christmases I've tried to forgo the festive twig but I've been voted down. This year a compromise has been struck. We got a little tree (4 ft) and set it in a nice old dry sink, above tail-wagging level. I used as many ornaments as I hung on our 9 footers so I would call the halls well and truly decked.