We receive one of these collector silver bells with the year inscribed on it each Christmas from M’s parents. We have one for each year we’ve been married starting with 2000, and as we unwrap them each December we are reminded just how long we’ve been living together, and also how many years since Y2K. Handy information, regardless.
This concludes the (in the words of my husband, my “rather weak”) posts on all things Christmas tree related. I did this for two reasons – the first, because I really, truly do love our trees and the things that we hang on them, and second, because I really, truly did not have a spare second over the past week and a half to do anything else. I do have photos of what we’ve been up to, and I’ll post away shortly. And then I’ll take a nap.