Jeremy and I decided to get a real tree this Christmas.
When I was really young we lived on a lake front in Tyler, Texas and my dad would take his bass boat across the lake, chop down an evergreen and bring it back home. As I recall the trees were huge and one year a bird was still living in it even after we got it all set up and trimmed out in lights and ornaments.
Since college I've had a few fake trees. For a couple of years I was obsessed with trying to find a vintage silver tree (the kind made from metal) but stuck with what I could find from Wal-Mart.
So for the first time since moving out of my parents house, and a first for Jeremy ever, we got a real tree. We went to a local seed & feed and picked out a perfect tree. We picked out a very full 6-7 ft. tree - it looked small in the lot but now that it's in our house it seems HUGE. We went to Target and picked up what seemed like plenty lights and ornaments only for them to be completely dwarfed by our huge tree.
To be continued (with pictures of the tree in our house)...
my grandmother has a vintage silver tree with the lights that rotate at the bottom, she sets up 2 or 3 trees a year...
ReplyDeletewe used to do real trees, but now do artificial.
real trees are a mess and it just seems mean to cut it down to die for a couple weeks of entertainment...
That is so rad.
ReplyDeleteWe'll see how it goes this year. So far it's a little bit of a mess and I think Scooty Boots thinks it's a toy.
But the tree gets to be SO fabulous for a couple of weeks. That's nice, right?
I suppose, I don't really know how trees feel about it. I suppose the gay trees really would prefer to be fab.
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