Monday, December 8, 2008

O Christmas Tree

Saturday was tree cutting day. We packed up GM, bundled up in some warm clothes, and met my parents to go pick out a tree. It was more than a little chilly, with temperatures in the mid-20s, before the wind chill. But GM was still more than excited.

He ran from tree to tree, pointing out each one, asking "Is this one it?" and answering himself, Nah, too prickly, too little, too big, too pine coney, too whatever. The other people at the tree farm were laughing at him as he zig-zagged his way through the trees. I can only compare his actions to Hammy from Over the Hedge, aka the squirrel on crack.

My mom finally picked out her Christmas bush, err... tree. I swear it was rounder than it was tall. She starts to saw the trunk while I held the top. As a few minutes passed, I heard her utter a curse word or two. And, my momma never swears. She continues trying to cut, and I can hear GM several rows over with hubby. I turn to look for them and get a huge mouthful of pine needles. Nothing like frostbite, cussing, and a true taste of pine to get you in the holiday spirit.

Chowing on a candycane in the car to warm up

Our tree up & decorated


Bloggymommy said...

What a pretty tree! I love it!

Anonymous said...

Beautiful! Sounds like a nice day (though cold). We picked out our tree this weekend too. Now it really feels like the beginning of the holidays!

TeachinAuntie said...

Aww, so pretty!

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Sassyfrazz said...

There is nothing like going out and getting your own unique tree! Great photos! :) FUn times!