Every Christmas we both buy an ornament to memorialize the past year. Toilets and raccoons, alpacas and armadillos, tornadoes, cheetahs, Eiffel towers and poodles for the year we went to Paris, a guitar for the year I took up the guitar, wine bottles for the year we took up wine.
This year's only memorable activity? We replaced our driveway. I considered just drilling a hole in a chunk of concrete and slinging it up the tree, but it turns out there's a person in England who makes personalized Christmas ornaments out of cement.
Gary's going to be hard pressed to find an ornament more perfect than that.