Terry and I finished decorating the house and property this afternoon. I did the tree, which Terry exclaimed upon coming down the stairs from decorating the monkeys, "It's beautiful. Like Elizabeth Taylor!" Maybe it was the violet bulbs, or perhaps just a friend's hyperbole, but all I know is that it takes a lot less time to take down than put up. There was a lot of wine involved. Chiffon drapes, giant wreaths, and--of course--the "snow machine" have been set up outside. Let the joy begin.

I fondly still think back to Baroness Seitzinger's irreverent ornaments, like the Pig in the Blanket.

We thought this an interesting shot. Just what are those boys shocked to see? Their gaze downwards would not suggest one of their girlfriends just walking in on their private time. Did the video just change from Boys of Havana to Girls of Fargo? Just makes you want to be a fly, or cam, on the wall.

Oh, and it's the thought that counts, but only money matters.