christmas tree farm

So last Sunday we took a family trip to the Christmas tree farm. Since I was a little girl I have been cutting down my Christmas tree. Although every year there was tons of fighting between everyone on which tree we would cut down, it has always been something that I look forward too. Having two sisters it is very hard for any of us to decide on one tree. We usually all decided on a tree that was four feet to tall to fit in our house. This is another one of my family traditions that I have forced on Tommy. So last Sunday we head out to a Christmas tree farm to cut down a tree. Last year we visited a farm in gardendale that apparently was too hilly for everyone as well as not having the correct type of tree. So this year I did some more research and found a few new farms to choose from. The one I choose sounded great from its website. It boasted live reindeer, petting zoo, hot apple cider, the right type of tree ( Virgina pine for those curious) and hay rides. Not too mention the directions claimed just minutes from Birmingham.

Well 45 minutes after leaving our house we arrived at the tree farm. We pull up and it looks promising. We see tons of people, a horse drawn hay ride and of course lots of trees. We brought both the dogs so at this point they are hyperventilating to get out of the car. We get out and get right too it. We walk around looking at the trees and of course the first one i see i want. The fact that is was probably the size of my living room wide and two floors tall was not stopping me from saying I want that one. After Tommy stands next to it with his hands reaching up showing me it is at least three feet taller than his reach finally snaps me back to reality. On to the next tree. After looking for awhile we find a tree that we both seem to like. We look at it from all angles, go look at other trees and then come back to this one. We decide to walk over to the petting zoo before cutting it down so we do not have to hall a tree all over the farm. As we walk towards the petting zoo Cadence is all excited about seeing the reindeer....i mean two donkeys. Yup that's right either the nice writer of the website doesn't know his animals or the reindeer had already left for the north pole because there were just two donkeys. And the petting zoo consisted of a whole bunch of goats and a rooster that from what i could tell wanted to peck cadences eyes out.

So after petting the goats, sitting on the donkey and having to chase the rooster away a few times we decide its time to cut down our tree. we head back in the direction of the tree we had decided on. On the way we look around at some other trees just to be sure. We agree that the tree we choose is the one we want. At the time we saw one whole but decided it would go in the back. Commence cutting...go on Tommy get on that:) The tree is then bound and loaded up. Time to head home.Both the dogs and Cadence are so tired. Even with some of the false advertisements we had a great time.

We get home 45 min later and its time to put the tree up. Tommy starts trimming to make it fit in the stand. While trimming he trims a bit much and it doesn't want to stand in the stand. If we cut more branches off to make it fit down in there then there would not be much tree left. So we rig it up. Its up for the time being. We put it in the living room and stand back. What the he double hockey sticks happened? I am pretty sure that while we were picking this tree we were either drunk or blind. There are holes all over this thing. There is not one side with out a whole. It is so bad that Tommy wants to toss it and go buy another one at the tree place on 31. I'm not kidding he could care less that we paid a pretty penny for this tree he wants another one. After some laughing and caressing the tree still stands in our living room. Now with all of our trimmings on it it doesn't look THAT bad. Next year we will once again go cut down our tree but next year we will take someone else so that they can tell us the tree we want is not very good and we need to pick another one.
Merry Christmas!