A holiday pickle

I had a lot of fun today. B. and I went to Pike’s Place Market to do some Christmas shopping. After watching a late afternoon movie, we stopped on the way home and got a cute little tree. Although I’ve had Christmas at my house for the last few years, it feels different now.

We are leaving for Nashville the week before Christmas and so thought about not getting a tee. I’m so glad we did. It makes the whole house smell wonderful. The only problem is that I seem to have misplaced all of my family ornaments. I've been buying a few to start my own collection. This year there were a few I couldn't resist: a little dog that looks just like Koya, some cute paper animals, a ceramic picture frame, and finally a glass pickle, which I learned is an old German holiday tradition.

"According to German tradition, the mouth-blown glass pickle ornament is the last one hung, hidden among the others on the tree. The first person to find the ornament receives a special gift and gets to be the first to open a present."

I guess it appealed to me, because pickles are popular in both Germany and Poland.