Today we suspended the “no-decorating-till-December” rule, and so I am sitting next to a homey Christmas tree: a hodgepodge of faded and salvaged ornaments from House That Was, unfamiliar but lovely gift ornaments from friends that helped us rebuild, and a few precious handmade felt-and-sequin fat-belled Christmas birds my mom made and my sister passed along.
Nothing else would do but Sugar Cookie Sleigh Ride. Cinnamon stick included; accentuates it beautifully.
Need to watch an old Christmas movie. Sounds nostalgic and delightful.
Fiddler on the Roof. “Tra-DITION…..Tradition! TRA-dition! Tra…dition! The Ma-MA! The Mama! The PA-pa, the Papa!”