A Christmas Memory

fat-tree1I’m trying to get into the holiday spirit so I thought sharing one of my all time favorite Christmas stories might help.

About 10 years ago my mom and I had just moved into a new house. We were excited to have our first Christmas there and we decided to go all out for the holidays. We had never had a real tree but in honor of our first Christmas we decided to head down to Mr. Tree where you can “Chuz & Cut” your own tree. At Mr. Tree they also have pre-cut trees but thought it would be much more fun to cut down our own. So we get this item that is supposed to be some sort of saw but really isn’t sharp enough to cut anything and head out into the field of trees. So there we are laying on the cold snowy ground trying to saw our new tree down. I don’t know how we actually ended up getting the tree cut down but we did.We draged it to the check-out, they wrap it up and we drive home.

When we get home we take it inside and set it up in our new tree stand but we’re having a really hard time getting it to stand up straight.  Our new house had cathedral ceilings so we thought we should get a really tall tree since we had so much room. Now, you know how when you pick out  furniture at a store it’s hard to tell how big it is because it’s in this huge room and when you get it home it looks huge. Well, when we unwrapped this tree we noticed that this tree was about 15 feet wide and about 6 feet tall. It looked kind of silly because it took up so much room width wise and hardly any length wise. But we loved our fat tree and at this point we decide that we can’t put our old stupid looking ornaments on this new “beautiful” tree, we need to go out and buy fancy new ornaments. We went shopping and my mom probably spent about $200 in new glass ornaments.

When we got home we walked into the living room and the tree was laying on the floor. We apparently hadn’t gotten it up straight. So we tried again but it was really hard this time because it wasn’t tied up anymore. We finally got it up again and we started decorating with our new ornaments. Our tree was so pretty when we were done. It really looked like a store display. We were so proud of ourselves.

In the middle of the night we were both awoken by a loud crash and the sound of glass breaking. Of course the tree had fallen over again but this time it had fallen right on top of our coffee table breaking most of our new ornaments.

The next morning we had called some guys from our church to come over and help us get the tree up straight because we obviously needed some sort of intervention. They came over and quickly told us that the reason that it wouldn’t stand up straight was because the trunk was completely crooked. An I mean, really crooked. Half of the trunk went one way and the other half went the other. Our beautiful display tree was now a hot mess complete with broken ornaments and big gray cinder blocks around the tree stand just to get it to stand up. It stayed up for about 3 hours before it crashed back into the coffee table breaking the rest of our new beautiful ornaments.

We finally realised that maybe we should’ve just gotten a pre-cut tree and this tree was never going to stand up for more than a few hours at a time. We decided to get rid of it but of course the nightmare continued. We tried to get it outside but it wouldn’t fit out the door because it was so stinking wide. In order to get it out of the house we had to start sawing off branches. We sawed away for 2 hours before it would fit out the door. In the end it looked like the Charlie Brown tree.

We decided to go to Lowe’s after that and buy a pre-cut tree that had a straight trunk and to just use our old ornaments. It was also the last year we ever had a real tree.

Merry Christmas everyone!


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