More photo dumping. I have nothing to say. We decorated our tree. Hard to excite that up. It sucked because when I had my packout, I remembered to keep the tree set aside, but I forgot EVERYTHING else. So we have no decorations, no stockings, no nothing. I bought a box of red and gold balls at the store and cried the whole way home. None of the seventeen Baby's First Christmas ornaments we have for Ava. None of the old ones my mom gave me from childhood. Nada. It was almost as depressing as the Christmas we spent in London. But not as depressing as the one we spent in a BOQ room in Portsmouth while I did my 'summer' cruise over winter break. It'll take a lot to top that one.