It's a Christmas miracle. Old Faithful has ascended from the basement and attained its customary spot in the living room.
The Nativity, complete with the Three Wise Men, sits on the table next to the tree. Each year, as I lovingly place the tinfoil balls from my childhood on the branches, I appreciate the fact that they share with me the same birth year. We're both still shiny, and bright, albeit a bit more crumbled in spots. Bring on 2010. Merry Christmas to all :)