My Grandmother had a Christmas Cactus. It was older than I. When she flew South to spend the winter with her son, my Uncle , she tucked it into her purse and took it with her rather than chance its survival if left behind.
It did bloom for her, but rarely at Christmas.
HUNGARY - CIRCA 1965
And may 2012 be a kinder, gentler year.
ps -- neither of my two would ever permit themselves to be costumed.
source of illustration long lost.
Keeping holiday decorations very simple this year. DH made this in-door ski-wreath for me.