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24 November 2001 - 23:50

Cmas tree

We bought our Christmas tree today, right after we went to see Harry Potter.

We don't normally buy one this early, and did not plan on it.

When the boys were young, we used to go down to the national forest on the Snowys and cut our own. Better trees than what was available in town. I thought it was always a fun time, and the boys usually enjoyed it. Usually included some sledding (one trip that nearly got the boys killed, although they didn't know it). Our first and second heelers loved it also, but then the heeler Mom came along, and she hates the boonies. And being cold.

The only thing worse is being cold in the boonies.

Wife also hates being cold.

Then one of the landscaping businesses in nearby Spa Town opened a tree lot in our town.

Beautiful trees. Fraziers and Noble firs. Short needles, stiff branches for our heavy ornaments, and wonderful smell. Expensive, but we bought.

Since then, we have been making Saturday trips to Spa Town to buy our trees direct. But almost always too late in the holiday season for my taste.

So, after watching Harry, we stopped at the grocery, for just milk.

Let me repeat that. All we needed was milk.

Even decided not to pick up a basket or cart, as all we needed was milk.

Let me repeat that. All we needed was milk.

When we got to the checkout, everyone had their arms full of merchandise. We had a gallon and a half of milk (youngest son has taken a liking to 1%, rather than skim), two boxes of Christmas cards, four gaming magazines for the boys, three boxes of Christmas bubble lights (just like our current little sets of ten, except they now put plastic caps over the glass tubes...good idea, since we have spent many a happy holiday moment crawling around under a tree looking for little glass tubes. Never broke one yet, but it is always the yellow or green tubes that get lost in the blanket of needles.), and 31 packets of Ramen noodles (college survival food).

Eighty-six dollars for milk.

And that didn't include the Cmas tree yet.

Now, on the way into the store, I had noticed one exceptionally nice tree standing in one of the cinder blocks. Didn't look like the normal wimpy balsam fir, nor the bushy Scotch pines.

A Frasier!

It was still there when we came out. Looking just as good. Grabbed onto it while the wife and boys put the purchases in the Explorer. Then she went back in to inquire on the price (no yard attendants in our country...we still have an honor system on some things). Of course, I pointed out, we should come back with the Dodge. Where could we put a tree in the Explorer? (Once brought a tree back from Colorado, when picking up MiL at Stapleton. Wind wore off all the needles on one side. Carrying on top is not a good idea here.)

Wife came back, not with a price, but a receipt. About half what we usually pay in Spa Town, for just as good a tree. So now we gotta get it home. Thought she should have bought some bungees, but we got it inside.

Trunk first, with the trunk alongside eldest son's head. Hatch couldn't close, so got a little nippy. Only one bothered was wife's godson, who had neglected to bring any sort of coat along to the movie. Just because it was nice when we went in to the matinee.

So, we have our tree. And early, like I wanted. But can't bring it inside yet.

Life is always a bunch of sequences.

Christmas trees always go in the alcove of the dining room. That has the most space, no carpet to catch needles, and a wonderful view from outside through the alcove windows.

Which means the dining room table has to move into the living room for the holidays (which lasts to mid-January).

But the dining room table cannot go into the living room, because the living room is mostly taken up by the masked heeler's "den", which she has to stay and sleep in until she gets the okay to start jumping up and down on furniture and things from the vet.

Appointment for the final x-rays is late this week...

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