BitterYoungMatador2
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Been with my wife and my two stepkids for nine years. When we first got together, their tradition was to drive to a nearby tree farm, let the kids pick out a tree, cut it down and bring it home. There is a six year age gap between the boy, who is now 20, and the girl, who just turned 15. One year, the disparity between what they wanted was so wide and the process took so long that I threatened to convert the whole family to Judaism.
But with the boy now in college and gone half of December, we don't have the window we once did to go and get a tree. We went on the Saturday after Thanksgiving two years ago but realized that was too damned long to have a real tree up. And to wait until they get back to go and get it means you only have a tree up for about 10 days before Christmas. Not worth all of the labor and expense.
So, last year, we went to the At Home store and got a fake tree that has the lights already built in. Three sections that click into place and immediately light up. Instead of traveling across the county, I go into the garage and get this big ***** out of the box. And I don't have to have a ****ty pair of jeans and old golf shoes for clodhopping through a tree farm in the mud (and it was always muddy).
But with the boy now in college and gone half of December, we don't have the window we once did to go and get a tree. We went on the Saturday after Thanksgiving two years ago but realized that was too damned long to have a real tree up. And to wait until they get back to go and get it means you only have a tree up for about 10 days before Christmas. Not worth all of the labor and expense.
So, last year, we went to the At Home store and got a fake tree that has the lights already built in. Three sections that click into place and immediately light up. Instead of traveling across the county, I go into the garage and get this big ***** out of the box. And I don't have to have a ****ty pair of jeans and old golf shoes for clodhopping through a tree farm in the mud (and it was always muddy).