It’s not Christmas without the tree

Yesterday was the annual, “Yay, I get to pull out my machete and feel manly while hacking away at the Christmas tree!” day for Hubby.

Bad guys beware!
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We’ve got two of these babies stashed in the apartment. Hubby bought them while he lived in Brazil. They were $3 American dollars a piece and he thought they were cool. Never mind that they serve absolutely no practical purpose except to hack away at the trunk of a Christmas tree once a year. But whatever floats your boat eh?

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Here is Hubby slimming the trunk so it will fit in our tree holder. Last year, he had to hack off a whole section of the trunk. I think he was secretly disappointed that the tree didn’t require any such maintenance this year. He still managed to make quite a mess though. Bark chips and pine needles all over the floor.
That’s Count Dooku’s art in the background

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Now the Hubby is getting in touch with his gentler side. The tree must be strung with lights his way. Cord must be wrapped around branches and not just placed atop of them in a winding circle like I would probably do.

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The finished product.

Once Hubby is done with the lights, he is done with the tree until he has to take it outside after Christmas. The kids and I do the decorating and then all of us sit back with the apartment lights off and enjoy the mismatched ornaments, the soft glow and the smell of fresh pine.

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