Thankfully, this was my year to decorate the Christmas tree. No colored lights or tacky ornaments this year, suckas. Cory was a total stick in the mud while I decorated, repeating over and over that I was "Ruining Christmas."
I believe I actually coined that phrase in reference to custody over the tree. It was our first Christmas in our new house and I cried that Cory would ruin our first Christmas here if he decorated the tree his way. I won that battle that year but thereafter the strict schedule was in place. I couldn't even pull the "You're ruining Beatrice's first Christmas with your tacky tree." My pleas fell on deaf ears.
I thought ahead at the end of last holiday season, knowing my year was next. I stocked up on decor like butterflies and blue ornaments and gold sprigs. Nothing says Christmas like guilded butterflies.