Logan bought us a new Christmas tree!!! The old one was eight or nine years old. Last year when we got it out it had some water damage, which left rust on some of the branches and lights and even on some of the wires.
We were supposed to host the missionaries for toasts during advent. In preparation, I rearranged the living room so we would all fit. That involved moving the old tree across the room. I hate dealing with that tree because every year when I put it up, I get all sorts of scratches from it, and also an itchy rash all over my arms. When I picked it up, of course the tree was all up in my face and I thought “oh wow! That’s where the burning smell I’ve been smelling is coming from! Oh dear. That’s so dangerous!” I promptly told everyone to stop plugging in the tree and it was kind of a downer to have an unlit tree all of Advent.
So the day after Christmas my sweet husband surprised me with a beautiful new one.
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