I wasn’t going to get a tree this year. Since I’m going up to see my daughter later this month, and with no kids around, it kind of seems silly to get a tree. Even MIS was kind if thinking it was a waste of time and money. Which is true.

But then Friday night, before the HH, I was walking to grab some dinner, and I saw it. A little Charlie Brown tree no more than two feet tall outside of a small grocery store. And I had to have it.

So yesterday, I grabbed MIS, and made him come with me to Cleveland Park to grab this tree. MIS, always patient with my antics, didn’t even grumble a bit. The tree was so tiny - $20 bucks, and that included the stand. On the way home, I stopped at CVS and bought lights, silver bead garland, and some candy canes.

I went home, and then promptly spent ten minutes trying to get it to stand up straight. (Mother f-ing tree!) And it was a chore trying to get the lights in. The tree was so small that a string of 100 lights was too long to put on. The garland was too long too.

When I was done, I plugged in the lights and, Viola! I took a step back, and looked at what I had created. It was a sight, that’s for sure. Nonetheless, I was beaming with pride (as MIS chuckled at me in the background.)

Who cares if it looked like this: