Setting up the tree had two very different meanings in our households. Throughout our marriage we’ve always had a fake tree. That’s what my husband’s family did for Christmas, so it was all he ever knew. My family always had real trees. So, naturally, I’m partial to a real tree. The scent would permeate our home and provided the perfect backdrop for Christmas memories!
I’d agreed to fake trees the last few years, always picking up those scent-icles to try and create a holiday atmosphere. I’d even learned to appreciate the convenience and novelty of fake trees (hello, easy clean up!) but this year, I needed a bit of home. A little nostalgia, if you will.
My accommodating husband agreed to try a real tree this year! I was hoping we’d be able to go and chop one down, but we couldn’t find a place that offered that option. (But I still made him pose with the axe!)
So, side of the road Christmas Tree place it was! It was certainly an adventure! Apart from the language barrier, scrambling to make correct change, and navigating through dense fog, we finally ended up with our tree!
My husband can’t get over the idea of having this live tree IN the house. And yet, for many years, I chuckled at the oddity of having a fake tree. We haven’t decorated yet as I haven’t had the time to hunt down proper voltage Christmas tree lights. But for now, it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas around here.
I love him SO much! <3