CHRISTMAS TREES
It's that time of year again! Thanksgiving has come and gone with the indigestion and Gas-X chewables. Now it's time to move on to the grand-daddy of all holidays - Christmas. I was out and about today and observed a number of cars with the old traditional, live cut Christmas tree strapped to the roof ala Clark Griswold. Ahh, the smell of dying pine needles in the house...what a memory.
I stopped at Deurty's this afternoon and was surprised to see that he had already brought home a bagged tree. Listen to me now, this is important. When a tree retailer bags a Christmas tree and you can't see what it looks like....beware! The tree just may have a confused trunk that grew in a couple of different directions over it's 6 year life span.
Which leads me to this question. If you were a Christmas tree, what kind of tree would you be?
Goodnight Barbara,
DOM
posted by Dave Deur @ 8:07 PM
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2 Comments:
The last straw for me was a few years ago when we had our last LIVE tree. I stepped on a pine needle and it almost went through my foot (not quite that bad, but it hurt)...we now are strictly a FAKE tree family. Yes you don't have quite the same smell, quite the same feel, but yo don't also have Fido drinking all the water, you don't have needles in your bed from (who knows how they got there), and you also don't have uncle whats his name lighting the tree on fire with his cigar.
Each year you save another tree! The environmet is better for your sacrifice. Thanks.
I believe you'll still have to worry about an errant live ash from cousin Eddie's cigar. Plastic burns.
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