On Saturday morning Bryan and I woke up to about an inch of snow. What an amazing and peaceful sight it was. We decided there was no better time to get a Christmas tree and made our way to a self cut lot. We had agreed on getting a tree upwards of 12 feet but once we were out in the lot standing next to the trees, we had no way of telling how tall they actually were. After we finally found one and nearly froze we prayed the tree would stay on top of the car during the journey home. Thankfully everything made it home in one piece, but when we went to put the tree in the stand we totally busted the legs off the stand. Turns out the “sturdy” metal stand we thought we had was only good for trees up to 7 feet. After a trip to several stores we finally found a stand to hold 12 foot trees.
If I counted correctly, we put about 900 lights on the tree. Funny thing is we only have 750 lights on the outside of the house. Growing up my dad used to put about 1,000 lights on our Christmas tree, I must have inherited his love of lights.
During the day all the snow from the previous night had melted, but at 2:00 it started to snow again. Luckily Bryan and I had finished putting the lights on the house 2 minutes before the snow started falling. Around 7:00 that night we measured and it had snowed 3 inches. I was told it never snowed in Western Washington so I was quite surprised at the 3 inches. It ended up being the perfect day to put up the Christmas decorations.
You did take after you dad by putting all those lights on your tree. Do you remember the year that your Dad put so many lights on the tree that it hurt your eyes to look at it when the lights were on? We miss both of you so much. We are looking forward to seeing you at New Years.
Love, MOM
I’m jealous! I wish it would snow here! I love the snowy pictures! 🙂
How fun to cut your own tree! You know its a Christmas tree when you can plug in the tree, turn off the lights and not notice a difference. Sounds great!