I am a fan of fake trees, Coy of real. Hence our first real marital disagreement. Wanting to please my husband, we opted for a fake tree last year. We made a day of it...went to the Christmas tree farm, Starbucks in hand, walked through the acres of trees, and finally found the one...already precut! We had little to no trouble getting it in the stand. No mishaps, no disasters. It was so easy and enjoyable.
This year's hunt was doomed from the start. Earlier in the season I started nagging about buying a fake tree, Coy refused. (I dropped it, because in my mind I was already planning on buying a fake tree after Christmas that was on sale). Christmas is my favorite season, so whenever there is something Christmasy to do, it is a big to-do. This year started out the same...we headed out to a Christmas tree farm, grabbed out saw, and took the walk to the field. There were three seperate fields at this particular tree farm...all of which had less than slim-pickings. The precuts were not much better. Finally, after hunting for well over an hour we found one! Not the ideal tree, but an acceptable one. When everything Christmasy is a big deal to me, I hated settling for one less than perfect but in this case, there was little else we could do! Coy started cutting and was not making much progress. I walked back to the barn and got a different, and hopefully sharper saw. Not the case. Thirty minutes and seriously dirty clothes later, one of the workers came along and cut the rest down with his electric saw!
The next problem arose when we got the tree home. While we had paid attention to the straightness of the trunk, we didn't notice that there were two seperate branches coming out of the large trunk. Anyone who has put up a real tree before knows...this is a major problem!
We attempted to make do...set it up as best as could and started decorating. (This was after about an hour moving the tree around,screwing, rescrewing, and very bad attitudes. By the time the lights were on I said that I couldn't do anymore. I was in such a foul mood. This was supposed to be one of the best parts of the season and it was being ruined but this DUMB tree. We quit for the day and picked up the next day right we started.
This started out as a much better experience. Christmas music blaring in the background, decorations up, and the tree looked great. Well, that's a bit of an overstatement. The tree looked embarrasing. So crooked, so many different holes; but it was done.
Thirty minutes later, while siting and watching tv our fully decorated tree fell to the floor. Not only had the tree fallen, but I had wrapped multiple gifts and put them under the tree - when the tree fell all of the water drained out and ruined gifts! Well the wrapping anyways. This was not one of my proudest moments. Luckily Coy was the only one there to witness. We got it back up and decorated for the second time. I wrapped the same gifts - for the second time.
Thinking it was stable, we didn't think anything about.
Until yesterday.
Coy came home after work to find our tree toppled over again! Instead of relaxing after work last night we decorated AGAIN (for a third time)...only this time, after sawing off the two extra branches.
This plan should hopefully be fail proof. However, the two extra branches missing have added multiple extra holes.
While it might be one of the ugliest Christmas trees we will ever have...it encouraged my husband to become a family with a fake Christmas tree! This is a success in my book!
I was going to post pictures but my computer is having some technical difficulty...so you'll just have to use your imagination!
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