The spirit of the King (Elvis, not Barry Switzer) has obviously taken over my husband. I love him. I do. But normally, he's Scrooge. He's not into all the fuss of the holidays and I love it. Last year, we didn't even have a tree. In our defense, we were working non-stop and we weren't going to be home much during the holidays. I put out some decorations, but not everything I've got. And there was no tree.
So this year, I said we were having a tree. I had attempted to buy an artificial one to no avail on Friday. But this morning, someone masquerading as my husband said that they wanted to go into town and get a tree and a few other things and we were going to decorate for Christmas today.
Alrighty, we'll go. I thought he wanted to just get a cheap-o real one since I couldn't find the fake one on Friday. But no, he wanted to get the artificial one. So after some sticker shock at Target, we moved on down to Lowe's. And we found one for less than $100 which is pretty awesome. It didn't have lights on it, but I have a huge bucket of lights for the tree already.
Here's where it gets interesting. We started adding the lights at the bottom, working our way up to the top. And things when great until we got to the end of the middle section. And I thought we had another strand, but turns out, it decided not to work. So we have a tree up, but no lights on the top third of it. I'll have to pick some up tomorrow.
And while I'm not itching and there is no overwhelming pine smell in the house, the tree is really nice. So I guess I'll just get over not having the allergy reaction to go with my Christmas tree. For some reason, it's just not Christmas until I have a huge, red, welpy rash on my arms and I can't breathe for my throat swelling up. I guess I'll just have to make the best of going without.
So this year, I said we were having a tree. I had attempted to buy an artificial one to no avail on Friday. But this morning, someone masquerading as my husband said that they wanted to go into town and get a tree and a few other things and we were going to decorate for Christmas today.
Alrighty, we'll go. I thought he wanted to just get a cheap-o real one since I couldn't find the fake one on Friday. But no, he wanted to get the artificial one. So after some sticker shock at Target, we moved on down to Lowe's. And we found one for less than $100 which is pretty awesome. It didn't have lights on it, but I have a huge bucket of lights for the tree already.
Here's where it gets interesting. We started adding the lights at the bottom, working our way up to the top. And things when great until we got to the end of the middle section. And I thought we had another strand, but turns out, it decided not to work. So we have a tree up, but no lights on the top third of it. I'll have to pick some up tomorrow.
And while I'm not itching and there is no overwhelming pine smell in the house, the tree is really nice. So I guess I'll just get over not having the allergy reaction to go with my Christmas tree. For some reason, it's just not Christmas until I have a huge, red, welpy rash on my arms and I can't breathe for my throat swelling up. I guess I'll just have to make the best of going without.
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Keep in mind that breathing and living through the holiday season is most likely worth having an artificial tree!! I've always had one and look how I turned out!! (no comment from the peanut gallery, please!)
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