Rosie's Christmas Tree.

Since Mr. Hawthorne has been bitchin' about the Christmas tree being up for 5 days but not being dekkerated, and since he won't get his tired butt up off the living room chair where he's been ensconced for days just staring at his new 46-inch Sony LCD Digital Wide Screen TV, I guess I'll have to take it upon myself
to start.



Here's the unadorned tree in our octagon room.




























































































Wallah! We have lights!

And let it be said that Aunt Sandy has nothing on Rosie in the drunken tree department.

Now, where's my barware?