It’s a few days overdue but I finally have a moment to share our adventures with getting a tree.
I wish I could remember how it came up at home but I realized we’d never had a real tree at home in my adult life.
I also realized I had a teenager very adept with a saw.
So why not? Why not get a real tree?
The teenager thought it was a fabulous idea.
And then my friend Gayle suggested we somehow tie the tree to the roof of my 2015 Jetta. Now my Jetta May be a used car, but she’s my baby and I’ve had her less than 13 months.
I am not shoving a tree in her.
But my dad came through and on a rainy 50-degree December day we headed to the tree farm. I believe it was AJ’s Landscaping.
My daughter and my stepmom perused the samples.
They opted for a Frasier Fir and into the field we went. In the rain.
We find what seems to be the perfect size, width, height, shape for us and the teenager asks, “how do I cut it?”
“You get down on the ground and cut,” I tell her.
She does a magnificent job. We pay the cashier $37.10 for this 5′ tree.
And they bail it. This excites her.
We take it home. And set it up… part 2 to come.