Our First Tree!

I cannot believe I had to wait until I was thirty-three to have a proper tree! We've always had tiny apartments in which we could have had a small tree but then had no where to store the decorations. Yes, our last condo was that small. Those of you that have lived or are living in Vancouver will understand. You can appreciate my excitement over our first christmas tree in our new home. (Newly married, newly pregnant....lots to be excited about.) Jan thought I was joking when I picked out our massive tree. He kept suggesting that I pick a smaller one but I won out. (Pregnancy has its perks!)

Growing up my dad always brought home a giant christmas tree (or two) when he was working out in the bush. And while we didn't go out into the woods to get one ourselves this one reminds me of the trees we had when I was little. Albeit, this one is a bit more perfect because it's a farmed tree. We tousled back and forth with the idea of a plastic tree but did the research and found out that a farmed tree is more environmental. (And the smell is undeniably Christmas!)

Of course I couldn't help unload the monster so our fabulous neighbour popped in to help heave the tree upstairs. When the tree was bare I almost thought of leaving it like that. It was just gorgeous.

I decided to trim the tree and unfortunately Jan was working nights and I work days so there wouldn't have been time to do it together. I'm sure we will next year because now I know how much work goes into getting the tree, setting it up and decorating it. (PHEW!)