This is the first year in a while that we've had a real Christmas tree. I always swore that I would never buy a fake tree, but then we lived in an apartment where we weren't allowed to have a real one, so fake it was. Anyways, I have been looking forward to this tree for a while, I thought about driving an hour to a cut-your-own tree lot, but then decided that was a bit too ambitious so we got a tree from a place walking distance to our apartment. Perfect, I thought, that way we (Mark) can just carry it home and not have to bother with strapping it on the car. I picked out a tall bushy beautiful tree and Mark hefted it over his shoulder and carried it home. What a stud! Now he says that next year we are driving no matter how close the tree lot is...apparently it was a lot heavier than it looked :)
Then came the joys of decorating the tree with a 2-year-old...what an experience! Surprisingly, no ornaments were broken, although there was glitter everywhere, and the tree ended up looking pretty good.
