This post is a tip of the hat to my buddy Ched who has intimated that I am not fully onboard with this Merry Christmas business. Well, I don't have to be, because the lovely Mrs. Sneed takes care of the Christmas spirit.
This, of course, is our tree, which at last count had about 100,000 ornaments on it. Undecorating it is a pain, as though I would know.
We have plenty of pictures to commemorate Christmas's past.
Mrs. Sneed has the largest collection of Spode Christmas china west of the Mississippi. This is some of it.
You may recognize the handsome lads in the picture behind the candles on the mantle.
Many of our decorations have a special meaning. This wreath is an ongoing work by Mrs. Sneed in tribute to our little Christian. Each year Mrs. Sneed adds a new ornament to it. Each ornament represents one of Christian's favorite things.
This is another tribute. This was my mother's Christmas candle thingy. I believe she bought it from Thomas Edison himself because it is pretty old. Mom died in 1988 and we have had this lit each year for her since.
Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky