Marc can hardly believe it, coming from the tree-farm plentiful state of Michigan, but this year's real, full size tree is a first for me. While growing up, I was in charge of putting our tree together, which was no small feat when we had this really old one where all the color markings had worn off!
Anybunny, we cracked open a bottle of wine and went to decorating. With only one snafu of blowing a light strand fuse. Who knew you couldn't string about 12 strands together?
I love the way the tree turned out. Plus I made a wreath out of the trimmings with silver balls and candy cane hearts. Watch out, Martha!
(I'm feeling a little sentimental because Marc's got Charlie Brown Christmas music on and I've had 1/2 bottle of wine.)