On Friday night, Mal and I went to buy our Christmas tree. It wasn’t December 1st yet, so we broke another one of Mal’s holiday rules, but our evening was wide open, so we figured it was a good time to do it. Plus, we could make a whole evening of it—complete with holiday music, a fire, and wine. Hey, rules were made to be broken, right?
It didn’t take
us Mal long to find the perfect tree. He was all about the Fraser Fir. Apparently, the White House has the same variety this year.
We asked one of the employees to snap our photo with the Christmas tree we picked out. He happily agreed and asked if it was our first Christmas together. We said it wasn’t and explained our tradition of taking a photo with the tree before we take it home every year (2011, 2010, 2009, 2008). (Sadly, Mal didn’t wear his special Christmas tree picking sweatshirt this year.)
Time to decorate!
Oh my gosh, Mom and Dad, you guys have soooo many pug ornaments.
I know I should be flattered, but, decorating-wise, it’s a little much, don’t you think?
Seriously, guys. The pug stuff? It’s out of control. I’m embarrassed FOR you.
After we decorated the tree, Mal and I made a fire, broke open a bottle of wine, and ate a delicious dinner. I ate a couple of bowls of Cheesy Shaved Brussels Sprouts & Leeks. Yum, yum, yum!
Question of the Day
Have you got your Christmas tree yet? Which do you prefer: real or artificial?