It's beginning to look (and smell) a lot like Christmas
For the first few years of marriage we had a tiny little artificial tree that we bought while living in Wymount, which forbids real trees lest they burn down the cinderblocks and cement. Finally, last year, we got a real tree and I remembered why I love them so much. This year I had hoped to start a new tradition by venturing out to a tree farm. However, with school and all the other things going on in our lives, a good day for a tree hunt has had trouble materializing. We had planned to go tomorrow, but the weather website predicts "heavy rain" for the entire day and the next few days as well, so tonight I gave up my romantic ideas and had Master Fob walk over to the grocery store to get us a tree. It turns out that it doesn't matter where the tree comes from--it still looks and smells wonderful in the corner of your living room. And it also turns out that my plastic candy canes from Pic N Save are still holding up after all these years and they are perfect for little people who like to decorate trees. S-Boogie is in love with the tree and I am too. Outside it may be frightful, but inside it's quite delightful with our beautiful grocery store Christmas tree.
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Christmas is like the holocaust for evergreens. Is it really necessary?
Most environmentalists I know are in favor of tree farming. And I live in Berkeley.