By the time Thanksgiving was over Jim and I had purchased our plane tickets to spend Christmas in the US. I'll admit I had mixed feelings about going home. On the one hand this would be our only Christmas together in Switzerland, on the other I hadn't seen my family and friends since August. In the end we decided to go back. But in return I demanded our own Christmas tree. Even if I had to buy all new lights and ornaments and it died while we were gone, I wanted my own tree.
|looking a little pathetic when we came back from Xmas|