We decided to up our game on Christmas Trees this year with not only having a REAL tree…but foraging thru the woods to find the PERFECT tree, and then chopping it down with our BARE hands…and by that I mean going to a tree farm and forcing John to cut it down with a saw while everyone else watches.
Everyone but John agreed this was a solid plan…
So off we went in search of the perfect tree…on the coldest, windiest, most frigid day possible. We searched high and low, and voted down numerous less superior trees until just the right one was located. Once we'd found it, we all stood around and cheered John on until it was cut down and loaded securely on the truck. Then we got the heck out of there in our warm truck and soaked up every bit of heat we could. Our perfect tree is now patiently waiting to be decorated & the mini Brandt's are not so patiently waiting to get this whole Christmas show on the road.
Everyone but John agreed this was a solid plan…
So off we went in search of the perfect tree…on the coldest, windiest, most frigid day possible. We searched high and low, and voted down numerous less superior trees until just the right one was located. Once we'd found it, we all stood around and cheered John on until it was cut down and loaded securely on the truck. Then we got the heck out of there in our warm truck and soaked up every bit of heat we could. Our perfect tree is now patiently waiting to be decorated & the mini Brandt's are not so patiently waiting to get this whole Christmas show on the road.
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