Decisions, decisions

 Woke last night at 3am in a sweat because Mr C had booked a long distance riding holiday, just for him, in South America.  I was in a strop because I was not included in the plan and gave him a major hard time.  Neither of us can ride.  It was all a dream.   But I couldn't get back to sleep and consequently was not in the mood for doing much today.  Between rain showers I walked along the road to cut some ivy to make my centrepiece for the Christmas table.   Of course I got carried away and made three.  Which do you think I should choose?