Growing up we had real Christmas trees. My parents didn’t put up our tree until a few weeks before Christmas, so it wasn’t all dried out by the time we opened presents. When I married my first husband, his family tradition was to put up a tree and all the Christmas decorations right after Thanksgiving. I was ok with that and we kept the tradition. However, being as poor as church mice, the affordable trees from the lots were tiny and most certainly were dry as dust by the time we took the tree down around New Year’s. I remember the day my mother-in-law bought us our first artificial tree. I’ve been a fake tree kind of gal ever since. So much easier!
I don’t know about anyone else, but I HATE putting up the lights. So when I could I palmed that job off on my husband or the boys.
By the time I was a widow and my youngest was in high school, neither of us were keen on doing a huge amount of decorating. We lived in a small apartment so we downgraded to a slim and petite tree, easy to put lights on. Granted we had to choose which of our many ornaments (collected over decades) we put on it, but it was a wonderful addition to our home.
Because the tree was so short, I put it on a small set of drawers to give it some height. Needless to say, this didn’t stop Buffy kitten from stealing ornaments from the bottom of the tree. I made sure to put fun ones down there for her to snag … she’s got a mouse in this photo.
Since we married, my new husband and I haven’t adopted any joint Christmas traditions. We are minimalists with our decorations and don’t do a tree. It’s just us at Christmas; and a fire, some soft Christmas music and some Tennessee Honey liqueur are enough for us. It’s fine with me! I don’t have to do lights! 😉
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