His dislike for all things that would adorn The Palace has been accelerating over the past few years.
He nixed the outside lights a few seasons ago. The festive glowing deer were history the next year. He actually questioned if the TREE were necessary last year.
Since, of course, it is...this year he declared that he would not participate in the bedazzling of the tree.
He always puts the golf ornaments on the front anyway.
So, this year his only job was to bring down the goodie from the attic. The attic that has a full size door and stairs leading into it. (Imagine if he had to use a pull down ladder.)
That whole picture in my mind of the sweet family drinking cocoa, listening to carols and joyfully trimming the tree --ain't happenin'.However, the picture of the Queen Mother and our friend, PK trimming my tree while I watch in awe and wonder is happening. Currently. While I watch.
Thank you, Grinch. This is so much better.