I am big on holiday traditions. Growing up, we used to get up early on a Saturday morning and bundle up. After a stop at Dunkin Donuts, we would drive out to the country in the family station wagon to a Christmas tree farm.
It was something we anticipated all year. And the annual outings remain some of my most cherished memories.
After moving to Florida, I had to give up the tradition of the Christmas tree farm, but insisted on continuing to have a live, real tree. With time, I learned the trick was to find out when a truck was arriving with a fresh supply, and get there immediately afterwards. My trees always did better that way.
My husband never had a live tree, and to say he is a bit of a neat freak would be putting it mildly. The first Christmas after we were married, he was resistant to the idea. But I insisted.
However, a few years ago, I developed allergies. To, among other things, the Christmas tree. For the four to six weeks it was in our home, I would be miserably sick. Hubby was amused by my suffering and my insistence we continue to have a real tree.
Then this fall SB developed seasonal allergies. We suspected an allergy to strawberries as well. Last week, she was given a full allergy testing panel. Turns out, I'm not the only one in the house allergic to a live Christmas tree.
So, for the first time in my life, I will have an artificial Christmas tree in my home. A fake. SB is as unhappy about it as I am, but we are trying to adjust our attitudes. I keep telling her Christmas is not about things; I need to walk the walk.
Hubby and I spent the better part of the day Friday looking at artificial trees. Found one we liked on sale, but they had sold out and had to order it for us. It is due to come in on Wednesday. I'll be back to share photos and thoughts.
On the plus side, the artificial tree will make our birthday tradition much easier. In years past, the real tree has been fading fast by the time SB's birthday came around. We won't have to worry about how dry it is this year.
Which reminds me, it's just about time to head to the party store for supplies...