Our Very First Christmas Tree

This is the Christmas tree at Sarah’s apartment. For your amusement, the story of how it got there:

  • Went to buy a tree.
  • Got a 6-foot tree. Carried it back myself. After having day surgery on my toe. Hrm.
  • Got it inside.
  • It looked pathetic inside.
  • Convinced the girls to take it back and upsize.
  • I carried it back.
  • We paid $10 more and got an 8-foot tree.
  • We all carried it back.
  • We brought it in. We sawed off the stump with a dinky saw—took about an hour to get through the softwood.

After all that, I let the girls handle decorating—they’re far more in the spirit than I.

–case p.

By Casey E. Palmer

Calling the Great White North his home, Casey‘s spent the last few decades in pursuit of creating killer content. From novels as a kid, comics as a teen, to blogs and photos once he could grow a beard, he’ll use whatever’s around him to create amazing stuff.

When he’s not creating, he’s parenting, exploring and trying to make life as awesome as possible for everyone around him.

Because a boring life’s not a life worth living!

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