Usually I have bought a Christmas ornament by this time.
I was debating with Gary what might make a good ornament symbolizing the the year.
I don’t know if they make tiny little wig ornaments, bur that didn’t happen to “us.”
On review, all that happened was that we sold Mom’s house. (I mean, of course Dave died. A little vial with Dave’s ashes was the first thing I thought of, but that’s just a little too morbid, even for me.)
So, no vial of Dave. Focusing on Mom’s house.
Gary, on the other hand, is so enchanted with Dave’s Apple watch that he’s dedicating his ornament the Minnie Mouse watch face. I can see the appeal. She’s the only female who giggles at him.
