Well, it's my favorite time of year. The cool weather, the lights, the trees, friends, family, loved ones, and in-laws. Ashleigh and I have several traditions and tonight, we are fulfilling one of those. You see, although I am a staunch believer in artificial, pre-lit trees, Ashleigh loves the real deal; so one of my gifts to her every year is a real Christmas tree. So that is the first of our traditions, real trees. The second of this tradition is either by happenstance or pure spite. You see, we generally choose the coldest night of the season to go get the tree. Although it wasn't as cold as the night we ventured out last year (16 degrees F), it was still a blustery 39F tonight. The third of our traditions is homemade snickerdoodles. Ashleigh whips up a batch on this very night and we munch as we decorate the tree. If you know Ashleigh's cooking, you know that they were unbelievable. Fourthly, we listen to Christmas music while we trim the tree. What's a festive night without Bing Crosby's White Christmas, Burl Ives' Holly Jolly Christmas, or my favorite Blue Christmas by The King himself.
Last year we waited until around the 16th before we picked out our tree. Not this year, we ventured out in the old front-wheel drive wagon and picked out the perfect Grizwald family tree. Ok, so we don't have a wagon, but we did get one dandy of a tree. As soon as we get it decorated, I'll post pics. Good night!
Just five more minutes, ok?
3 years ago