We put up our Christmas tree tonight.. which I feel was kind of.. I don't know.. ridiculous. But I guess it really isn't as Christmas is just under 4 weeks away. It just seemed ridiculous.
Jason actually wanted to put it up over the weekend, but it got delayed and delayed until tonight. When all of a sudden boxes were coming out of nowhere. And I found myself being tricked into putting on the lights. Then I added fake pine garland to make it look less Charlie Brownish. And then the wide wire ribbon because why the heck not. By the time we got to the ornaments.. I made Lily do it.
Excuse me. I should say we put together our Christmas tree tonight. I actually hate having a fake tree. Never once growing up did I have a fake tree- and it makes me so sad that Lily (and now Noah) doesn't get the real deal. I try to convince myself that maybe it's better than chopping down a tree that grew for years, just to have it in the house for a month.. but it's still not the same.
Now that I think about it.. maybe that's why I don't even like Christmas anymore. It's not Christmas unless it smells like Christmas. And how can it smell like Christmas without a real tree? So.. basically I hate Christmas, because it's not actually Christmas. Even though it is. Or will be. Hmm.
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