With A Little Help From My Friends

I haven't had a Christmas tree in, oh, at least eight years. I don't see the point. I mean, Christmas has never been celebrated at any of my various and sundry Dan caves, so there's never presents under the tree. And I go elsewhere both Christmas Eve and Christmas morning, so there's no need for decoration. To top it all off, I live by myself - nobody's going to see a tree (or any other decorations for that matter) that's in my apartment.

However some folks felt that this was an intolerable state of affairs.

And thus when I arrived home late Tuesday night and pulled into the driveway, I noticed a cluster of objects in the shadowy recesses of my porch. Upon close investigation they proved to be:
-one Christmas tree, approximately 5 feet tall
-a Christmas tree stand
-an angel tree topper
-a box of candy canes
-a box of ornaments
-candle style Christmas ornaments

I have never considered myself lucky, save in one respect: I am fortunate in having a truly amazing group of friends.

From the bottom of my stone-cold cynical heart, many many many thanks to Heather and her co-conspirators (whose privacy I'll respect unless they express wishes to the contrary). Merry Christmas to all of you.