Trimming my tree this year....I pick up ornaments one by one and think thoughts like...
"Yeah, I remember the church bazaar where I got this..."
"Oh yeah, I got this in an antique shop that closed almost as soon as it opened..."
"This was my grandfather's, I love it so much."
"Hee hee hee...this is so inappropriate for Christmas, but I love it..."
"Wow...where did I get that? I don't remember...."
"Whoa....who the HELL gave me THIS?!?!?!"
Ah, holiday memories. Or lack of them.