Here’s a nice happy picture of our tree. I was sitting nearby on the floor with my laptop, editing the Flickr title for the photo, when it just Fell. Over.

I’ve heard of Christmas trees falling over, but I’ve never had one come down right beside me (it only brushed my arm; luckily I was not in the direct path). Somehow we only lost 3 ornaments, despite the fact that a bunch of them are blown glass. (One of them was the chili pepper ornament from Arizona; sorry Mom and Dad!) Me and Jag got it upright again, Jag loosened and retightened the tree stand screws while I held it, and then we spent a while cleaning up all the broken glass while trying to keep the cats out of the living room. Sigh. At least we have a good story: The Year The Tree Fell Over and Almost Crushed Me.