I recently made a disturbing discovery. Apparently, we never burned our 2019 Christmas tree.
How in the world is this even possible, you may ask. Well, where we live, no one comes and picks up old trees. So we have to chop up our tree and burn it in an annual ritual, usually sometime in January. We usually have folks over, burn some calendar pages, get some marshmallows, the whole nine yards. But 2020 was different.