We finally got our tree today and it was just waiting for us to find him. I can imagining him saying, “Glad these two knuckleheads finally showed up, I have been buried by the snow for two days or more!”
There was our tree alright. Covered three-quarters of the way with snow and only the top portion sticking out. My husband didn’t want to be bothered because it had too much snow on top of it. I fully admit that I was a bit dogmatic and undiplomatic about it. Okay, I was emphatic that this tree was ours, so I jumped into the pile of the undisturbed white stuff and started shaking the tree by wrapping my hand around the trunk. I shook and then I shoveled scoops of snow with my gloved hands.
It didn’t take long before Joe got into the mood and pulled the tree free, to stand it upon the concrete. We were at Home Depot. We bought our beautiful, perfect tree for $30.00 and change.
After Joe carried it up four flights of stairs, we vacuumed the rug and moved things about in order to position it in just the right spot. I had purchased some brand new big fat colored lights. (I am grinning from ear-to-ear) Joe got the surge protector extension and I hurriedly wrapped the colored globes about the branches. One-two-three … Lights! Beautiful lights.
Well, we turned them off because Joe said the tree will drink a lot of water, about a gallon within the first 24 hours, and we want it to be feeling full before we turn them on again.
I am so happy. I love this time of year and soon it will be time to read all of my babies the Christmas story.