Rockin’ around the artificial tree

December 6, 2004

I just bought a fake Christmas tree. It’s a foot shorter than I am and pre-lit with 300 tiny white bulbs. With Rima and myself gone so much this month, we decided against getting a real tree. Even if I know that it’s for the best, I feel a bit sad about it. I’m going to miss the smell of pine in our house. I’m even going to miss the mess of pine needles all over the floor.

Still, I’m looking forward to decorating it with my random assortment of handmade felt ornaments, threaded balls and wooden stars. I’m looking forward to wrapping gifts and arranging them beneath the bottom branches. Heck, I’m just looking forward to Christmas, because I just love it to pieces.


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