Trees

Sundays it's very hard to think of a topic
My life is pretty basic.  I work out, hang out doing nothing, work on bead project,  go office when I have clients.  Not an exciting life.
But right now it is Christmastime so things are a little bit different.  The Christmas furniture we ordered arrives today, thank goodness.  Even the dog is getting tired of sitting on the floor!  I haven't even seen it yet so I will be excited to know what it looks like.  The Christmas tree is up and decorated nicely and we have scented candles burning so it smells like something is baking in here.
Christmas is one of those times that can be very bittersweet.  You lose that Christmas feeling that children have when they're waiting for those surprise  from Santa Claus.  When your children are a little, you get to remember that feeling vicariously and watch the excitement in their eyes on Christmas morning.  Christmas loses some of its panache for a 17-year-old senior in high school.  There are some things that I am less able to do around Christmas.  It is harder for me to participate in the decoration process, and I can't bake cookies as I would like!
But I'm pretty good at reminiscing!  So today I thought it would share some of my favorite memories about Christmas trees
When we lived in Jefferson City, we got our Christmas trees from our friend's Christmas tree farm.  So we always had a beautiful tree.  But in addition to that one, my mom had one of those trees made all out of silver colored tinsel with one of those revolving: lights with all different colors.  We kept that one in the formal living room, and I used to love to sit in there and watch it spin and  change colors.  Oh yeah it only had blue glass ball Christmas ornaments on it, and it looks sort of strange when it was red or yellow. I think those things are probably worth some money now because so many people have nostalgia for them!
Another favorite tree story I have is from when I first got married.  We  lived   on the third floor of walk-up apartment in Chicago.  We had some friends over for Thanksgiving dinner, and   afterwards we went for a walk and passed by a Christmas tree lot.  Our friends convinced us to get one and they helped us drag it up to the third floor.  It was beautiful, but it's a long time from Thanksgiving to Christmas and by the time Christmas came the tree began to show signs of exposure to the dry air from the radiators.  Every time we walked past it,   we'd   hear little needles falling on the hardwood floors.  On Christmas day, we had plans to drive to Missouri to see my parents.  Because the tree was looking rather forlorn, we took it down before we left.  More and more needles hit the floor every time we removed an ornament.  By the time we dragged the tree out to the back porch, it was a mere skeleton of its former self.  It left a trail of needles from the living room to the back porch!  We had to shovel those needles out and we swear that,to this day,there are probably needles trapped between the boards of hardwood!
A few years ago we gave up and got a fake tree, but we didn't really have anywhere to store it.  It lived in our guest room for awhile and we put it up for about six years.  Last year we finally decided that it was a little too sad to put up.  So we are back to having a real tree.
That's enough memories for now.
Hope everyone is having a wonderful Christmastime