Ok, I swore I’d never be one of “those people”…the ones who had a Christmas tree in every room of their house. My thinking, “You’ve got one tree. How many more do you need??” Apparently, the answer is two. It’s just two. I keep telling myself this. We decided to put our fake tree in the den/lodge and buy a real tree for our formal living room. It smells divine! Growing up, we always had real trees. Picking out the tree was such a fun occasion each year. Somehow I conveniently forgot how challenging it can be to set up a real tree. First of all, we chose one taller than our ceiling. Yep. Broke a pair of poultry shears before we got the hedge trimmers to scale it down. There just may have been some choice words slip out when the tree started toppling over, heading toward my mirrored console table. At the end of a very long 45 minutes, the tree was up. Here she is decked out in lime, plum, and metallics.
I bought this ornament and three more like it our first married Christmas. I call it the “sugarplum.”
The feather ornament was purchased last year…Stu lovingly calls it the “dead bird ornament.”
A tree topper I painted at a pottery party. It makes me want to watch Dr. Zhivago.
A night shot.
We decided that we wanted our lodge tree to be a fun tree where we collect vintage looking glass blown ornaments.
Stu’s ornament to represent all his travel for work this past year
My mother in law got us this for Marty McFly.
My brother is about to start his clinicals in med school, so this is his ornament.
Here’s Marty in his Christmas sweater. I tried so hard to get a pic of both dogs, but Brooke Shields is a bit camera shy. This one’s just a natural poser.