My best friend was out of town last week on a buying trip for his store, so we caught up last night on our Sunday phone call. He told me about some holiday stuff he had ordered (including Christmas ornaments that look like dinosaurs) and I asked him his opinion of a Christmas tree.
Me: “I have lots of space and basement storage and I kind of want to get a Christmas tree this year. But I don’t really believe in Christmas any more, so does that make me a hypocrite?”
Him: “No, it makes you a homeowner. Get a tree! It’s Santa Claus and the ho ho ho and a dinosaur for Toby!”
And that is my new favorite sentiment about the holidays.