My sister did all the hardwork and I, having no artistic bone in me, actually didn't do anything -well, except one. Okay, make that two. First was to look
Actually, in my family, there's a crown and a sash with the title "Miss You-Do-It-This-Time" that are passed around. My mother was the first recipient to these and she held on to them with the dignity and generosity of a mother. Despite budget constraint (I can just imagine), my mother made sure there was a tree in our house every December. Sometimes, there were cards and balls hanging; sometimes, flowers; other times, fake candies. For quite sometime she did the decorating until the time came when
I'm not sure how many years I did that but I was so glad when I had to relinquish the responsibility to my sister. When this sister went to work away from home, she turned over the whole thing to our youngest.
And so our youngest wants to have a verrrry red Christmas tree this year, hence the red balls, red ribbons with gold trimmings and the poinsettias.
So here's our tree - the reflection, anyway. It's taken last week.
So what about my contribution? It's this.
Anyway, here's the picture of our tree this morning. Even the gifts are in red - but that's just sheer luck because we had most of the gifts wrapped for free (one of the malls offered gift-wrapping for free). See the chain at the bottom- it came loose because my son loves to play with it.