The Tree: Part Three

These are just a few of the ornaments on our crazy tree that caught my eye as I was snapping away. WBH suggested that next December I write a daily post about an ornament, and I think that will be really cool. For now, there's Fozzie, which was WBH's nickname for all the bad jokes he told as a child...
this painted star, a reminder of a past life...

a great trifecta- blue fuzzy dice that will someday go in WBH's restoration star, a parrot for the one we owned until it repeatedly tried to attack Stinky as a baby, and a new one this year: the first ornament Stinky has made for our tree. I got a little mushy about that one.

The story of the skulls (and there are pumpkins, too) is that the first year we were married, we were too broke to buy ornaments, so we put the halloween decorations on, just to fill in the tree. They've been a staple ever since.

The Simba mask, from the year we saw The Lion King, and Rosie the Riveter, for the year we bought a house, and I played roller derby.

What this doesn't show are the ornaments WBH has made me for years (they're beautiful, I'm such a lucky girl), the bell and snowflake tatted by my sister-in-law, our harp from Tealah, the tibetan elephant bell and sparkly lizard from Dorin, or any number of ornaments I just love. That's something to look forward to for next year.