Chrismon Tree

I'm sitting in a sweet recliner, listening to Josh Groban sing sweetly about the first Noel, dreamily entering into the Christmas spirit.

Did I mention that it is 75 degree beach weather outside? Lovely, but not Christmas.

Also, I looked and looked for that little 'degree' sign on my little laptop keyboard. Nowhere to be found. Which is why I had to resign myself to writing it out, like a dolt.

Also, my parents were thinking of getting one of these:

It's upside down. My mom waxed eloquent on saving floor space etc. 'But it's upside down' I patiently explained. I think she maybe got my point. I have heard nothing with 'tree' and any forms of the word 'inverted' strung together in any conversation we have had of late.