I always decorate the weekend after Thanksgiving.

Last year I broke down and got a 3-foot fake tree because:
-Putting up a real one by yourself sucks
-Wrestling a real tree up 2 flights of stairs alone sucks
-I have to keep my tree up on a sideboard because my dog gets so wild and runs around the living room crazily
-I always for get to water trees

So that, and the other couple fake trees that I 'plant' in my flower beds are coming out of the cellar this weekend, and the 50 feet or so of lighted garland (if it still works and I can untangle it) is as well.

I love the smell of real spruce, but the smell of pot that fills my house is all right, I guess...