That’s it. No more lugging and tugging and lifting and dragging a very large 9 1/2’ tree. Done. I’m moving on. I’m over it. (You know I’m just trying to convince myself I’m ready for this. I’ll use empty nesting as an excuse. The kids won’t mind. They’ll never notice the difference, I’m sure!
After writing this post I realized Kim over at Savvy Southern Style is totally with me. Read about it here. I’m in good company.
I’ll refer to one of my favorite books and authors, Mary Carol Garrity of Nell Hill’s. She has always impressed me with her ability to use smaller trees in urns on tables and get away with it. And, they look ridiculously great! She has given the rest of us permission to actually do this at Christmas of all times. Can I do this? And go against all tradition?
Sure I can.
Throughout my relatively
short long life, I have a history with Christmas trees. I love them. I’ve had multiple trees. Trees in every room. Themed trees. Trees in the kids’ rooms. Large fat trees. And, my latest, slim & pencil trees. Foyer trees. Cute trees. Decorator trees. Trees with just the family ornaments. Every color of decorations trees. Gingerbread trees, nutcracker trees, old world trees, nativity trees, Hallmark ornament trees, UK trees, musical trees…you name it, I’ve probably had it.
Now there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s just that I’m at a point in my life where I want simplicity and classic elegance all in one.
So here’s the solution: Our main family tree becomes a 6’ tree in a killer French urn on an awesome French 3’ table (do the math…that’s 9’ all together….hey, it adds up to my big 9’ tree). No one will know the difference. HA!
Am I a Scrooge? Have I lost the Christmas spirit? Nah. I’m just re-directing it.
Change is good. Just ask me.
Joyuex Noël mes amis!
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