Last year I decided not to get a Christmas tree because I wasn't going to be here for the holidays. This year, I'm not going to be here either, but I was determined to get one anyway. So last night Sarah and I hauled a tree from the local hardware store into my little apartment. It was supposed to be a small one, but that's what I always say, and this one is probably seven or eight feet.
Today Jenn and Sarah came over, and we had hot chocolate, decorated and listened to Christmas music. It was a great way to get in the mood for the season.
The only problem was that one of the string of white lights I had didn't work. So I ran to Wal-Mart and bought two strings of colored, only to find out when I got back that one of the strings I bought didn't work either.
Jenn's solution was to alternated white and colored lights on my tree. It's no designer tree, but it has character at least.
Lesson learned: Check the lights even at the store — no matter what.
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Wow. It's lovely. Can you bring it with you when you come for Christmas? Just throw it in the back of that little red car.
How did you get it home, anyway?
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