Earlier this evening, the old man who lives across the street came over with a shoebox full of ornaments for me via Predicate Nominative. Then, like 30 minutes later, Ms. Nominative herself showed up with an additional paper bag full -- FULL -- of stuff ranging from antiquey breaky things to cutesy wooden stuff to creepy yarny wonders, all to adorn my tree. Let's hear it for PN!

I'm setting all this stuff up this weekend. And making a diorama. And exploding from excitement.

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