As many of you may know, Christmas in the house in which I grew up was a pretty big deal. Every Friday after Thanksgiving we'd go to Duddles Christmas Tree Farm and choose a tree. Once home we'd break out the Mariah Carey Christmas album and rock it out on repeat until the tree was decked out.
Josh grew up similarly. Have you ever seen How I Met Your Mother? You know how much Marshall loves Christmas? Josh too loves Christmas that much. Maybe more.
Needless to say Friday after Thanksgiving we slept in (we don't like deals enough to sacrifice sleep and risk our sanity and bodies) and then ventured out to hunt down our tree!
Long story short, we ended up with a tree from Lowes. Be sure my dad knows that we still went with a quality fraser fir tree. That would make him proud.
As anyone who gets a real tree knows, we couldn't decorate until Saturday, but boy did we decorate! We have our tree, garland some (fake, don't get me started) mistletoe and a hippie Santa with a psychedelic tree.
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| Oh Christmas tree! |
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| Why yes, our tree does have a mustache. |
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| Merry Grristmas! |
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| Hippie Santa's personal tree. |
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| Not quite Griswold status, but we're working on it. |