Today's OneWord: Ornament

I got an ornament for Christmas this year, but I never bought a Christmas tree. My mother bought me new socks and a shirt, which I appreciated it, of course. My father didn't show up until after we had eaten dinner, and he was totally baked, of course, and my two brothers got into a shouting match with him because their "good Christian souls" were negatively impacted by his love for weed. And I just dangled my new ornament in front of our obese tabby cat so he could swat at it while the "good will toward men" raged on by the front door.

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