tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892377354556531714.post9036561158205203996..comments2024-01-29T17:25:28.293-08:00Comments on Things I Want to Punch in the Face: Themed Christmas treesJennifer Worickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14415405216263347773noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892377354556531714.post-38671763078480705282012-01-21T23:56:47.490-08:002012-01-21T23:56:47.490-08:00Amen sister!Amen sister!Christiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14131019994960351546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892377354556531714.post-64161694362010869132011-12-20T08:28:24.399-08:002011-12-20T08:28:24.399-08:00So true! For the first time in 11 years, there'...So true! For the first time in 11 years, there's a real tree in my home, even if it's only 3 feet tall. After hauling the artificial 7-footer to Goodwill, I started the arduous (arborous?) task of reducing three storage totes full of accumulated ornaments down to what would fit on my downsized Charlie Brown version. Survivors of the purging include a few handmade childhood relics (those little "people" made of felt scraps glued to empty toilet-paper tubes), special ornaments given to me by friends and family over the years, and some colorful old-fashioned candy canes that I'm sure are fossilized by now. It's wonderful (if not perfectly straight and round from the factory), and my apartment smells like childhood memories, not plastic and steel. Pottery Barn, eat your heart out. I'm putting the Christmas records on the turntable and heading to the kitchen to bake some Christmas cookies. From scratch.Kevin Grovernoreply@blogger.com