Tree hunting

K guys, my laptop has been out of commission since our router decided it no longer feels it's duty is to connect me to the internet. So I want to blog pics, but am too lazy to load on to my parents' desktop. But Thanksgiving sure was grand. LOVE all my family that came to dinner, LOVE LOVE my mom for making the most amazing gluten-free stuffing and punkin pie! (punkin, yeah, that's what I said) I am so grateful for so many things I can't possibly even think of all of them in one sitting.

Story time.

Dramatic change of subject as well. Almost every year, my family and I go tree hunting out in the woods the day after Thanksgiving. It is pretty much a tradition now. The thing is, it usually somehow magically turns into a less than positive experience. One year I gracefully sat down in mud. Okay, I slipped and splatted in mud. My mother repeated the incident the next year. Another year, we chopped down a tree and it crashed to the ground, causing the breaking off of some very key branches. And almost every year it takes us ALL DAY to find "the perfect tree" which never fully appears in real life.

The amazing thing is, every year we manage to forget that by the end of tree hunting day, we all want to strangle each other because no one can agree on a tree. We forget that one of us will end up accidentally becoming camouflage. We forget that Nevada, in all it's many glories, is the driest state in the nation, therefore, most trees in the woods will have approximately 3 branches.

Okay, enough of my negative schpeel. This year was unique. This year, angels actually did sing as a shower of light descended upon "the perfect tree". At about 11 a.m.. Now, yes this tree was miles from our truck, yes it was huge and weighed accordingly, yes Gabe slightly twisted his ankle helping pack it down, but we made it to the truck by about 12 in the afternoon. We realized that yes, this really is the best tree we had ever cut into with a saw. And we realized as we actually enjoyed our lunch in peace, knowing that the tree was resting serenely on the ground beside us, that this is a great tradition. We love getting our trees, despite the mishaps. We love, I mean my family loves teasing me about my muddy behind from that one year. We love joking about how grumpy we get when we can't find a tree. Hopefully I can get pics up soon so you all can enjoy too :)

Peace and Blessings, Y'all!