I have a love hate relationship with Christmas. When I was a kid being raised by my grandparents,for some reason, I was shipped off every Christmas to spend with my mom and her family. I absolutely hated it. My stepfather was mean spirited and treated me like shit. And then there were the children. My half sisters and brother.I adored my brother and got along well with my sister just under me but my other sister was 6 years younger than me and she was a monster child. Devious and petty she was the one who started each and every battle waged within that house. I was used to being the only child and didn't like being thrust into my "other"family especially during the holidays. Anyways, whatever, whatever. Let's move along shall we? I have been collecting doll heads now for a while and have amassed a sufficient quantity to do what I long ago planned and that is to have a anti Christmas themed tree. I have the rattiest nasty doll heads imaginable. Some of them are downright scary! The plan is to get one of those old aluminum trees you know the kind silver and the rattier the better I say. Then I hang the doll heads all over it and trim it in red lights! It is more of a conceptual idea I guess. Anyways, my cousin Linda of the turded pocket has told me she will move out if the offensive tree is displayed in the front yard! I mean really! She is such a prude sometimes! But have no fear my looney friend Lois has offered her yard as fodder for the doll head tree! Yea! Lo!Love her so much! More to come!