Monday, December 18, 2006
Spider Girl Decorates
The trick to buying a Christmas tree is to get someone you know who is less than eight feet tall to stand next to it so you can use that person as a sort of measuring stick.
Otherwise you will end up eyeballing the perfect tree at the tree-farm and optimistically guess that it will fit into your house like my mother-in-law did, with a merry time following as you try to fit it in your truck to haul home and then painfully squeeze it into your living-room.
Sawing various lengths and limbs off the perfect tree then follows as pine needles drop all around on the carpet.
Now, sawing is great exercise but, forewarned by his mom, I got Jeff to stand next to the tree when it was our turn to pick one. Then I took a picture of him while he grinned and called me a camera geek.
It's such a great little tree. It was the first one I laid eyes on--twelve dollars! I was very happy at the price! (Some years we've left the tree selection a little late and ended up paying through the nose for the left-overs).
Anyway, as far as I'm concerned, having a fresh live Christmas tree is the best part of the season, It is making our house smell beautiful and I put on the Barra MacNeil's Celtic Christmas album on this evening and sang along as I hung the ornaments.
Then the power went off (a common occurrence in these parts lately).
I lit some candles and finished the job by candlelight.