Alas, mimi is not one of those women who has the holiday decorating gene. You know, the ones who have color-coded boxes of everything for every season: shamrocks for St. Patrick’s Day, Easter egg trees and adorable bunnies and chicks, flag bunting for the Fourth, and a veritable witches’ brew of jack o’lanterns, bats, and spiderwebs for Halloween. Nope, mimi considers it a good year if she can find the Christmas tree skirt and both Frick’s and Frack’s stockings without a meltdown. So expecting a Christmas tree to sprout the day after Thanksgiving is a stretch, if not an outright impossibility.

Lucky for mimi, this is where having all that church background comes in handy. Once the tree is up–and it does make it up–Chez mimi keeps it up until Epiphany. January 6th, for those into calendars. Twelfth Night, if you’ve brushed up on your Shakespeare. What else could you imagine for the court jester’s house?

Now if I can only find that special ornament I bought last year…