to the Christmas tree farm
to pick out the Christmas tree
which we picked out a LONG time ago,
when it was just a wee sapling.
Bundled up in our scarves and mittens,
we trudged through the snowy field and found it, growing in its winter wonderland.
D wielded a trusty axe and felled our fir with a few swift chops then he & Lando hoisted it onto their brawny shoulders
and carried it to the car.
Afterward we sipped hot chocolate and nibbled fresh-baked cookies.
Ahhhhh... traditions to savor!
Ok. So it wasn't QUITE like that.
We trekked 2.4 miles to Home Depot and trudged through the parking lot surrounded by chain link fencing
Miss M, Lando, Stoop (girlfriend), Deevs, Mom, Dad
and picked out a tree we spotted seconds before. We got to call it our own for a mere $59.99.
So we weren't exactly "BUNDLED" up.
Some of us wore a jacket.
Some wore a beanie or hood.
Some wore... ahem... a tank top.
D & Lando DID carry it to the car.
Nope, no cocoa or cookies either (fresh baked or otherwise),
but we DID go to the Club with Grampie for dinner.