First of all, a good Chrismakkkuh Tree must be fake. Who wants to shlep home a dog piss magnet while scratching their nice car? Oh yeah! That's what my Goy husband is for! This year we, like a bride, have something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue on our Tree. I swear it wasn't planned – excluding the blue!
The tree, like an interfaith wedding I guess, blends traditions from each of our religions.
Santa: 
Blue Balls: A tribe tradition! Though it would be more fitting if they were broken. Ironically enough, I actually did break a blue ball yesterday, but failed to catch it on camera since I was a bit more concerned about glass in puppy paws.
My husbands letter to Santa:
And lots of ornaments representing things I just can't get enough of. Ever:
My babies like to sit under the tree:
And here's what I'll be getting this year for Hannukah:
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