ChristmasTime

    Well the holiday season is in full gear. Even though the weather is still really nice it is indeed the Christmas season. It  was a little funny yesterday as my family and I were on our way to get our Christmas tree and we actually saw people golfing.
     Now Christmas has a different meaning to everyone. To me Christmas is all about the tree. Getting the perfect tree is the best part of the holiday season. Every year my family has the same tradition we go out to the tree farm and walk around until I find the perfect tree for the year. To me its all about tall and fat. I don't want some skinny Charlie Brown looking tree, I want the fullest tree I can find without it over taking my living room. My husband doesn't even bother trying to pick out a tree because he knows it won't be the one that I want. Once I have found the perfect tree we cut it down and load it onto the car, but not before we get a cup of hot chocolate and a doughnut and I make my son get his picture in front of the yearly Christmas sign. I figure this is probably the last year he will let me do that. He is getting older and probably doesn't enjoy the Christmas tree adventure as much anymore, but I still get lucky to the point that he at least humors me and pretends that he does.
      Now picking out the tree is the easy part the hard part is getting it home and it the stand and into the house without me and my husband arguing. Once that is done it's time pull out all the lights and the decorations. It never fails every year once you start putting the lights on the tree that at least one or two strands don't work. That is another part of the Christmas tradition running to Walmart at 9:30 at night to buy new lights so we can finish decorating the tree.
      After it is all said and done I love to shut off all the lights and just sit and look at the Christmas tree and think that I have been blessed with another year with my family.