I think I win the lazy award for this year.
About twenty years ago, my mother made me a couple Christmas trees out of coat hangers, tape, small electric lights, and garland. The glue-gunned creations have been with me ever since, because my atheist self doesn't know what the hell to do with them. They've spent years in my garage covered with plastic dry cleaning bags. They're only about 16" tall and look like little garland-wrapped cones with lights. Actually they're kind of cute if you like that sort of thing. I don't.
Anyway, this year I'm in the process of adopting a teenager out of foster care, and she's extremely religious (you can tell by the poor way she treats other people and by her emphasis on conspicuous consumption). So for the first time there's pressure to have a Giftmas tree in the house, so as soon as we're done with her birthday party I plan to whip one of the glue-gun trees out of storage, put it on a bookshelf, plug it in, and call it good. I've bought her a few goodies to unwrap, but not a lot. Like I told her, she gets treated extremely well year-round, so a whole bunch of extras on one special day just aren't going to happen.