Remember on Christmas Vacation how Uncle Lewis burns down the Christmas tree on Christmas Eve, and Clark is bound and determined to have a new tree and then have the "hap, hap, happiest Christmas..."
Well, our tree died. Brown as could be! I was scared to turn on the lights for fear that it would catch on fire. If we had an Uncle Lewis we might have had a visit from the fire department. So on December 21st, we took down the tree we had traveled far for, and put up my grandma's old fake one. Most people would have just suffered with a dead tree. Not the Coombs' Crew. We need a sparkly, lighted, fancy, alive-looking Christmas tree on Christmas Day. I don't think we'll be taking this one down anytime soon. We need to enjoy it for a few weeks.
Note to self and readers: my mother in law told me that Lodgepole pines do turn brown quicker than other trees. We won't be getting another one of those again!
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I think if we hadn't been out of town until the 23rd ours would have been on the curb, too. So sad. Next year, let's get big fluffy trees!
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