Saint Nick may have some trouble navigating through our living room given the size of the Christmas tree we've planted there. We tried to get it as far away from the chimney as possible, so Santa will have room to enter the room and move around . . . but I think it might be touch and go. We got "Bertha" (my nickname for the tree) last weekend at a farm where they cut the trees down for you. I think this one is a good example of the eyes being bigger than the living room. Getting her home was a real adventure. We were on the interstate a few miles from our exit when the ropes holding the front part of the tree to the top of the car broke, and we almost lost her. After stopping to re-tie the ropes, we finally got her home, and then had to figure out how to wedge her through the door and erect her in the tree stand. After some fairly comic maneuvers, we finally had her up and ready to decorate. Using what little energy remained at that point, we trimmed this truly majestic blue spruce. Now, a week later, she looks great and is standing tall -- so tall, in fact, that even after I cut a fair amount off the top, we don't have room for our star!
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I can't help thinking about National Lampoon's "Christmas Vacation".
Yes, exactly. Except we were able to have all these foibles without leaving NJ.
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