We got our Christmas tree last night. It's huge! I usually end up getting the smallest (thereby cheapest) tree possible each year, but that was back in California. Who knew that trees would be cheaper out here? It makes sense now that I think about it. Every Christmas tree in California has to be trucked in from far and distant lands (there being no real trees in California), but here we could have had our pick of lovely trees in at least 5 of our neighbor's yards. I'm sure they wouldn't have minded if we cut one down. Trees are everywhere here! (O.K., they would have minded. Which is why we bought a tree instead.)
In our city it seems like the only places that you can buy trees are at churches. There could be a whole slew of secular Christmas tree lots only a mile from my house, but I don't know this area so I couldn't find those places. I was having mixed emotions about buying a "church" tree. Landlord said that the best trees could be found at Shrine, a catholic church down the street from our house. I don't doubt that they do have the best trees, but I absolutely refuse to give my money to them. A few months ago they put up a bazillion crosses in the grass in front of their church with a big sign that said something like, "Each cross represents 100 abortions performed this year." I'm sure their sign worded it better. Anyhow, I had to drive by that stupid place almost everyday, and everyday I had to restrain myself from getting out of the car and defacing their property. So, you can see why it would be impossible for me to give my money to these people. They would just have used it to buy more crosses.
Which is how we ended up at Home Depot. HD could be run by nazi's or sacrifice babies in the storage room, but they don't do it in my face so I can give them my money without feeling bad about it. (Note: If they really did those things I wouldn't buy my tree there either. I would chop down my neighbor's tree instead and blame it on the idiot boy who lives next door.) When we got there it was already 8pm and dark and they hadn't put any lights out in the tree area yet. A very lovely gentleman with the Christmas spirit escorted us out there with a flashlight and proceeded to show us the various types of trees. I blame the flashlight for our 8-foot tree. Since we couldn't really see anything, we took the most accessible tree. I'm not saying it's not a beaut, but I am saying that it's an 8-foot mammoth beaut!
When Bruno and I purchased ornaments for the tree a few days ago, we did it with a 3-4 foot tree in mind. So, naturally, we purchased gobs of those "mini" bulbs. Those things aren't going to cut it on this tree. We would need 5,000 of them and that would only cover the top of the tree. No, this tree is going to need bigger bulbs... and lots of tinsel... and I'm going to have to get a special clearance from the electric company to put lights on it. I want to forewarn them before we drain the entire city of its electricity. If you lose power tonight and you live in the metro Detroit area, blame the poor lighting at Home Depot- but don't blame the guy with the flashlight. I think that he really is Santa's helper. That guy was everything that's right about Christmas!
(I'll post pics of the tree once it's decorated. And don't laugh at how sparse the decorations are either. We are newly weds. And we left all of our worldly possessions back in California.)