My family is kind of traditional and kind of not. Since I’ve been a child my mother and I have made our own wreaths and garland for Christmas, only we don’t do it every year. Some years someone’s too busy, or not around, or we can’t find the clippers. My family is also members of that mocked tribe of humanity who eat fruitcake. My grandmother - not a warm, round gramma type but a bony, mascara-ed, glamorous Daaahling of a grandmother, made a moist, black glistening loaf every year.