But I don't. I love to watch the old familiar ornaments appear and get put where they belong-- like the tree-topping angel that I made from a kit almost thirty years ago.
Then there are the scarlet ribbons for the tree . . .
The ornaments are an eclectic mix -- from this shabby blue ball that still bears the traces of the glitter-traced "Skip" that either my brother (Skip) or I adorned it with over fifty years ago. . .
. . . and this kinda tacky thing that was part of a box of ornaments my parents bought from John who was selling them as part of a club project back in high school . . .
. . and this sequined heart made by Justin way back in third or fourth grade. . . .
. . and still another heart, made by Theresa, Aileen's mother.
The finished product isn't glamorous-- but it's laden with memories.