It’s my first year in this house and my first shared Christmas with Sloop John B. Many firsts. Also, it’s my first time picking out and erecting a real live Christmas tree. I’ve watched my parents put up a real tree my entire 27 years. Yeah… turns out, it’s not easy… figured that one out the hard way. I’ve been kinda obsessed with the idea of putting up a tree in this house since we toured it to rent last January. That left me a good, full 11 months of dreaming of sugar plums, garland and “The Tree”.
I was lucky to have the best friend in the whole world and the best friend’s best guy come up for a visit this weekend. Thank-goodness for many hands (and moral support). We trucked out to a tree farm for the perfect pick … spent time deliberating and narrowing down the options. Sounds like a Christmas Tree romance right?
Well, we came back with what must be the most crooked tree we could have found at the farm. I have no clue how we didn’t notice that in the field – When we finally got the tree home and into the stand, all four of us just looked at each other, dumbfounded. We were staring at what looked like a massive bush, leaning at a dangerously 35 degree angle, which I had voluntarily brought into my living room. This is where the moral support came in handy.
After jostling and propping it with a stack of books, I came around to the idea that, it wasn’t the tree, it was the experience. Ha! Try and say that with a straight face to the guests you have invited up for a nice little get-away weekend, only to have them spend the day elbow deep in pine needles. Well in fact this is exactly what I said when we finally sat down to dinner, hours later. And you won’t believe me when I tell you this, but as soon as these very words left my mouth and we clinked our glasses together in a “cheers”, the tree toppled over in the next room. Good lord, as a tree, you aren’t given much more poetic justice then that!
So here’s to the starting of traditions, and beginning of a life long struggle of “putting up the tree” and a real tree at that, because it wouldn’t be Christmas without it!