Later that night, coldblackncold returns from his nephew's birthday party with an armload of presents for me from his family, which touched me enough just to know they thought about me, but after a little debate over whether or not to wait to open them, Mickey insisted that I at least open the oddly shaped one with a stand on the bottom from his sister.
I removed the jaunty snowman-printed paper to find a bubblegum pink aluminum christmas tree. How smart it looks with the string of silver garland I had in with my wrapping paper for some reason! How regal it looks with the snowman-angel perched atop! It's perfect. And unlike Snoopy, it's not going to die in March despite my most valiant efforts to sustain its life--it's here for good.