This year, Alan and I cut down our own Christmas tree! Because neither of us had ever done it before, I
fantasized pictured that we'd drive up to a mountain somewhere and chop down a few trees like in a SUV commercial. But it turns out that that's illegal, so instead we went to a Christmas tree farm where everything's all very organized and there are trees everywhere.
Our friend Scott, who's an expert at chopping down Christmas trees, helped us scope out the best ones. He said to pick a tree surrounded by light, that way it would have even branches all the way around.
I got a little carried away practicing for the big chop.
That evening we came home and set our tree up in the living room. The entire house smelled like fresh pine; it was pretty wonderful. Now that we've seen our tree's original surroundings, it's fun and odd to see it standing indoors next to our non-naturey TV and books. He definitely needs some lights and tinsel.