Wishing everyone a very, very merry Christmas!
I was going to be a poop this Christmas, due to the decided lack of offspring in the house. I was going to only put out a few nick-knacks and call it a day (season?). Then when I woke up yesterday morning, I just decided that sitting around, feeling blue, was not a good way to be. A tree was what I needed to get me moving and into the spirit of things. A might late for tree hunting, but I was determined that if it was meant to be - there would be a Christmas tree out there somewhere for me. I started at the grocery store nearest me - no trees left. A little further down - a lot where a community group had been selling trees, where I had seen trees just a few days ago - no trees. I headed down to the grocery store where a friend of mine is the floral manager. Perhaps... As I was trolling past the store - there was one lonely tree, leaning against the wall, looking a bit like a Charley Brown tree, but a tree none-the-less. Miracle of miracles, even a parking spot opened up for me. I ran into the store, found my friend, who promptly told me that I did not want that tree. Yes I do! No you don't! Yes I do! So for the princely sum of $5, I acquired my tree. Its top was broken off, but who cares - I won't have to stand on a chair to put the star on. It's even a Frasier fir - my absolute favourite! Last night I brought it in, put it in its stand. Now the whole living room smells like evergreen. May-be it won't be so bad a Christmas after all. Now my countdown has started.