so here's a little christmas story for you. i spend a good three hours the other day, by myself, trying to put up our christmas tree. i'm feeling pretty proud about it, since it's a pretty big tree and i managed to drag it upstairs and assemble it alone. i get it all decorated.
a little history...last year was the first year me and kerry had a christmas tree. the first year we lived together, we lived in a tiny 1 bedroom apartment that had no room. so we opted for no tree. then we moved into our townhouse and december came and before we knew it, it was time for christmas but we didn't have a tree. so i bought a little 1 foot tree, added some shiny blue balls and we called it good for that year. then after christmas i hit the post christmas sales and got a really nice tree for cheap.
so last christmas, i start thinking about how to decorate the christmas tree. i ask kerry for his input on what sort of decorations he liked and i got the typical male answer of, "i don't care. you do it." so i did. i went to tai pan trading and bought the cutest decorations. some wire strings with white metal stars, some white strings of jingle bells, some cute yellow wood stars strung on wire, and some old fashioned looking santas, and added a few strips of cloth in colors that matched. so i gather my decorations and start decorating the tree. kerry tells me the santas are a little odd, but whatever. tree is fine. we have a lovely christmas and enjoy the tree.
so back to yesterday. i get the tree all done and am very proud of how cute it looks and kerry gets home from work. he walks in and says, "oh, the tree is done. you know, those santas really creep me out. can we get rid of them?" i'm shocked. i'm speechless. flabbergasted. not, "oh honey, the tree looks so good!" or "wow! you put up the tree!" but "those santas creep me out. i hate them." what a guy thing to do. apparently, he somehow survived last christmas with those awful santas but can't do it another year. so i remind him of my conversation with him asking for input on the decorations. and then like the nice girlfriend, i removed the santas from the tree. probably with a little more energy and force than was necessary, but whatever...the santas are history. and i ask him again, what would he like on the tree. his reply, "shiney balls." did i mention i hate balls on christmas trees???
so here is our tree, sans santa. also thrown in is a picture of above our fireplace with the christmas decor. and of course, the creepy santa!!