Wednesday, December 17, 2008
My parents used to have the type of artificial tree where you would have to plug in each branch into a broom handle-like pole. They have since upgraded to a white number with fiber optic lights to keep up with the times. Perhaps I am rebelling as an adult from all those years of plastic – Roger and I always opt for a real tree each year. We revisited our favorite tree lot this week and got ourselves a 5.5' Noble Fir. While I like the look of colour-coordinated designer trees, we have attachments to our old ornaments and like to have our tree kick it old school. The majority of the ornaments aren't actually valuable heirlooms, but inexpensive plastic baubles and kitschy decorations from the 70s and 80s we acquired from both our families. Every year some of the glitter comes off of one, or an eye will fall off one of the characters, but I wouldn't have it any other way.