The Last Ones on the Block
Well, the Lovely Mrs. G. and I finally broke down last night and conformed with the holidays. Yes, we bought a Christmas tree. If you can't beat 'em, join 'em. Isn't that how the saying goes?
I know, I know. It’s a little late, but at least it’s not *too* late, now is it? And besides – it’s better than most of our neighbors, who had their plastic trees up and lit by November 1.
But it wasn’t just a holiday blend of sugar plums, apathy, and procrastination that led to us not having a tree until now. We really do have a good excuse for waiting until the last minute. You see, we were on vacation in sunny Florida. We spent 11 glorious days looking at palm trees instead.
So instead of having a Christmas tree waiting at home for us, shedding needles in despair over being all alone (except for the cats; one of whom likes to sleep under it, and the other who likes to bat ornaments around the living room), we decided it was best to hold off until we came back.
(And no – this picture isn’t of our tree. It’s a photo I took last week of one at Walt Disney World, where it was truly odd to see Christmas trees and Santa and artificial snow when it’s 80 degrees outside.)
So now that we’re home from Paradise, last night we became the proud owners of yet another spectacular Christmas tree. But we just about missed our little window of holiday opportunity.
The Lovely Mrs. G. and I showed up at the Bomgaar’s store, a local hardware/farm implement/tractor lovers chain. Bomgaar’s carries a little bit of everything: Plants, mulch, power tools, barbed wire, live chicks and ducks in the spring, udder tone, stale candy, 48 varieties of bib overalls, two aisles of John Deere tractor toys (seriously), and yes – Christmas trees.
Only by the time we arrived last night there weren’t that many trees left to choose from. In fact, there were probably only about 10 left, none of which were taller than 6 feet.
Well, since the pickin’s were thin, we took the tallest one that looked the most healthy, paid the 25% off closeout price, and strapped it to the top of Mrs. G’s SUV. In, out, paid for, and gone in 5 minutes. Now that’s Christmas shopping at it’s best!
So now we’re properly Christmas’ed. Our tree is in place, properly lit and decorated, and it’s looking pretty darn nice.
As for how long it’ll remain in our house, well that’s to be determined. It would be a shame to take it down only 8 days after being welcomed inside, wouldn’t it? Still, I’d rather not be enjoying the Christmas tree on Valentines day, so I guess the time frame will have to remain relatively short.
But for now, it’s all good.
I know, I know. It’s a little late, but at least it’s not *too* late, now is it? And besides – it’s better than most of our neighbors, who had their plastic trees up and lit by November 1.
But it wasn’t just a holiday blend of sugar plums, apathy, and procrastination that led to us not having a tree until now. We really do have a good excuse for waiting until the last minute. You see, we were on vacation in sunny Florida. We spent 11 glorious days looking at palm trees instead.
So instead of having a Christmas tree waiting at home for us, shedding needles in despair over being all alone (except for the cats; one of whom likes to sleep under it, and the other who likes to bat ornaments around the living room), we decided it was best to hold off until we came back.
(And no – this picture isn’t of our tree. It’s a photo I took last week of one at Walt Disney World, where it was truly odd to see Christmas trees and Santa and artificial snow when it’s 80 degrees outside.)
So now that we’re home from Paradise, last night we became the proud owners of yet another spectacular Christmas tree. But we just about missed our little window of holiday opportunity.
The Lovely Mrs. G. and I showed up at the Bomgaar’s store, a local hardware/farm implement/tractor lovers chain. Bomgaar’s carries a little bit of everything: Plants, mulch, power tools, barbed wire, live chicks and ducks in the spring, udder tone, stale candy, 48 varieties of bib overalls, two aisles of John Deere tractor toys (seriously), and yes – Christmas trees.
Only by the time we arrived last night there weren’t that many trees left to choose from. In fact, there were probably only about 10 left, none of which were taller than 6 feet.
Well, since the pickin’s were thin, we took the tallest one that looked the most healthy, paid the 25% off closeout price, and strapped it to the top of Mrs. G’s SUV. In, out, paid for, and gone in 5 minutes. Now that’s Christmas shopping at it’s best!
So now we’re properly Christmas’ed. Our tree is in place, properly lit and decorated, and it’s looking pretty darn nice.
As for how long it’ll remain in our house, well that’s to be determined. It would be a shame to take it down only 8 days after being welcomed inside, wouldn’t it? Still, I’d rather not be enjoying the Christmas tree on Valentines day, so I guess the time frame will have to remain relatively short.
But for now, it’s all good.
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