Some of you have been so sweet to inquire about my whereabouts of late. It's been a crazy kind of holiday season, but I'm still here, still trying to get my act together. We went to visit my in-laws in the Midwest for a few days, and although I did some decorating the day before we left, I still don't have my tree up yet...a first for me! My birthday is in early December and so having the tree up by then has always been the tradition.
We have had an artificial tree since my father gave us his after my mother passed away 9 years ago. I used to be horribly opposed to fake trees, and I would threaten every year to get a fresh tree, but somehow the convenience always won out.
Then a few days ago when my helpful husband brought ours in from the garage, we realized that even fake trees have limited lifespans. He called to me after dragging it around from the garage to our back door to bring it in and gave me the grave news. He motioned towards the floor and the plethora of fake needles scattered about...not a good sign. And then he asked if I thought it smelled musty...another bad sign! He then mentioned that some of the branches were irrevocably broken, and it was then that I felt both joy and sadness.
Sad because I was geared up to finally decorate the tree, but kind of secretly joyful that this year we would have a real tree again and the smell of frasier fir filling the air once more. I know you can buy candles and sprays to mimic that smell, but to me they are poor substitutes for the real deal.
A few days passed, we went shopping, ostensibly for a tree, but each time we never made it to get one. So today we both looked at each other and realized Christmas is only a few days away, and asked ourselves...do we really NEED a tree? The kids are grown right? We have very few presents to wrap and put under it, but that's a whole other post, so, why do we need a tree?!
And, I reasoned, we have a beautifully lit blue spruce shining brightly each night in our front yard, and we relegated our partially defunct former tree to the back patio, which looks lovely all lit up through the doors each night. Not to mention the fact that I got a wild hair before going to Indiana and brought in an old pencil tree (think skinny) and put it up in the living room, where it's still sitting unadorned and rather pitiful looking.
Now, I could decorate the pencil tree, but it can't possibly hold all of our ornaments, and how am I supposed to choose which ones are special enough to make the cut?! Plus, let's not forget the tradition I started years ago of giving my children a new ornament each year to commemorate something meaningful about the year, plus an ornament to honor my parents who are deceased! I guess the kids can unwrap them and carry them around all day instead of hanging them on the tree...sure, that could work! *rolls eyes*
So you see, it appears that we will be schlepping out tomorrow to find a tree, which will cascade into needing lights, a stand (yup threw ours out in the move), and whatever else I decide we "need" in order to satisfy my inner Martha Stewart!
I wonder if this eagle I captured a few days ago is eyeing the crazy woman who took his or her photo and wondering what all the fuss about a tree is about. Eagles don't seem to have any trouble finding a tree they like and making the best of it...ahh to be an eagle! ;-)
I hope all is well with you and that your trees are up, decorated, and sparkling brightly!