Was it just me or did that weekend speed by in record time? December weekends have that quality, I think. Lots of running around, but when we get to run from friend's houses to family dinners, I can't really complain. Yesterday Keith and I cut down our Christmas tree from his mom's yard—our first as a married couple. When Keith was a kid, his family planted a bunch of Christmas trees. Now there is a veritable forest back there and I think it's so exciting to not only cut down our own tree, but cut down a tree that my husband helped to grow. That Keith and his green thumb!
Our tree: before
I forgot to snap a picture of how hilarious our car looked with a giant tree on top. Probably because I was very distracted by the fear of it falling off and getting run over by a car Modern Family style.
Our farm-to-table tree!
Not to worry. We got the tree home and inside in one piece. We even got it into the stand and relatively straight (with the help of some magazines) before half time ended. And then we decided that was enough holiday magic for one night and we'd rather watch Dexter than decorate it. (I do not regret that decision.) Tonight it's tree trimming time and I've got lots of pretty ribbon and white lights. I'm even going to attempt this invitation ornament DIY. Whoa! Wish me luck.
Readers, are we the last to get our tree this year? Tell me about your first Christmas as a Mr. & Mrs.