Our summers are hot and muggy and our winters cold and snow-covered. However, there is that window of time in which I’m particularly thankful to live here. You know that scene in When Harry Met Sally when they go to the Christmas tree place to find a tree? Yeah, I love that scene. But…I’m so glad that’s not me.
Every Saturday after Thanksgiving we go to our local tree farm and find our tree. It’s best to find two little kids who are just as pale as you. That way, your whole family looks like vampires—not just you.
This was our first option. My husband kept saying, “But it’s missing something.” He’s picky.
We’ve been going here for years, and we just realized this pond exists. Shows how observant we’ve been. Check out my mad photo editing skills.
So here’s the dilemma. If you follow along on Facebook, you know that I was overly concerned about the color of the tree this year. I loved it. Green…blue undertones. Perfect. What you can’t see (and what I apparently couldn’t see at the farm) is that it kind of looks like Quasimodo.
Son: “I’ll cut the tree down this year.” Us: Good luck with alllll that.” Needless to say, he didn’t stay in that pose for very long.
You see what I’m sayin’ about the color? Gah! Love. Of course, the hottie hottie boom-a-lottie in the picture always helps.
We waited for our drunk-looking Santa to come pick us up, and we loaded up our tree.
Reveling in my (still ignorant) find of our perfect tree at this point. Again—find someone with pale skin tones for the picture. It helps.
You are now going to see a couple of pictures where my husband is talking to one of the workers. At no point do I want you to be under the false belief that he had any clue what he was doing. If you look closely at his face below, you’ll notice the look of “Heh?” or “What’s that?” when the guy was asking if he wanted the tree stump drilled. You know, complicated stuff.
Here’s Quasi waiting to be wrapped up and taken home.
So the tree gets all bundled for transport, and then…
again with my husband looking like he knows what he’s doing. I believe he was asking for extra twine at this point.
Luckily, our friends were there with a trailer, and we didn’t need the twine after all. This is my family of vampires running for their lives. I crack up every time I look at my daughter. Hi-larious.
It took a little bit of work, but Quasi looks pretty beautiful now. I’ll be back to show you that later. Now I’m off to watch You’ve Got Mail.
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this post made me laugh out loud… “drunk-looking santa”… “quasimodo”… good times.
Ahh..Hahaha! This whole post had me cracking up! Especially the part about the vampire family and the picture of the tree that your husband claimed something was missing from. That picky, picky man. 🙂 LOL! I want to see quasi all decorated!
Very cute a nd funny post! Can’t wait to see Q!
Melinda
Love the color of your tree! I’m always the naysayer in our group. “This tree has scoliosis, a giant bald spot, etc.” Great post! Thanks for sharing.
Looks like you had fun! Being that I am from Michigan too (Metro-Detroit..the Eastside)..I spent many years going to the tree farms. Always a fun experience and something I miss now that I live in the south and tree farms aren’t very close. Shoot, the nearest apple orchard is 1-1/2 hr away! So, I rarely get to do that Michigan tradition as well 🙂
Seven Christmases we lived in Michigan, and never at any time in my life has Christmas tree shopping been as much fun as it was there. And relatively inexpensive, too–it pays to live where they actually GROW Christmas trees, doesn’t it?
Michigan weather is tough in January, February, March, and April. May through December? I loved it. What a beautiful state is your home!
What great pictures!! I have seen You’ve got mail a million times and I can’t for the life of me remember them going to a tree farm!!! Would you refresh my memory, which of the characters go??
thanks!
Tina
Oh no, Tina. Now I’m nervous I lied. They don’t go to a tree farm, but to a little parking lot thing. She’s dragging the Christmas tree down the road. I’m not imagining that in my head, am I? 🙂
I think it might be “When Harry Met Sally” maybe? When she drags the Christmas tree home? I’m not 100% sure, though…
I love your tree and can’t wait to see it when it’s decorated!
Yes! I think you’re right! I guess I should have just said, “When Meg Ryan goes to the tree place…” Thank you!
What a good looking family! Looks like you all had a great day!
I think you might be thinking of when Harry met Sally? Either way it’s a beautiful tree and you have a gorgeous family!
I enjoyed all the pictures of my lovely Vampires! You all look very happy. I’m glad you didn’t buy the tree that was “missing” something. I about wet my pants laughing at that one. I miss that I wasn’t there to see the pond that I did not know was there. Hurry and post the decorated Q tree. Can’t wait to see it.
PS…I’ve seen You’ve Got Mail many times, and I don’t remember that Christmas tree scene. ??
Love you, Mom
The first thing I thought when I saw your first picture was, “Dang. She’s PRETTY!” I thought nothing about any sort of pale skin dilemma. Seriously. Who is TAN this time of year? Fake Bakes, that’s who. You look beautiful, and none too pale.
I am excited to see your tree all decked out and glorious! Long live Quasimodo!
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Love your comment and can so relate!! Growing up in Michigan I loved going to get are Christmas tree. I now live in Australia and it sure isn’t the same. People are very tan, the real trees all look like Charlie Brown trees.
Oh no. What a culture shock. 🙂 At least you can be tan there. 🙂