I finally pulled the box of Christmas decorations out of the basement this week and spent about eight minutes putting them in place -- I know, that's lame.  But what I have, I REALLY love!  Now, one of the wonderful things about having a terrible memory (I truly do have memory issues), is that things can be a lovely surprise over and over, so when I opened up the box of holiday decor, I found the beloved treasure that melts my two-sizes-too-small black heart:  the pine cone Christmas tree my now 26 year old niece Taryn made for me about 20 years ago.  I just love the simple, sweet innocence of the creation.

What's your favorite decoration?