A relative commented the other day, "Sean. It's fucking June. Why do you still have the fake Christmas tree still up??" Now, I would be asking the same question if it was somebody else's house, I admit...except the tree isn't fake. It's somehow still a deep green even though we haven't watered in it for months, and my kitten loves to play with the damn thing, so I was promised, "As soon as that thing is visibly dying, we can take it out, until then, let the cat hide in it."

At this point, it'll be more embarrassing to put a Christmas tree on the side of the road when it eventually DOES die. It's JUNE.