Destruction of a tree

So I took down the Chridma tree today. Hubbie was sad, since he didn't get to participate. I was sad because I like having the tree up. I learned several things while dismantling the tree:

• there's always a missing ornament.
• no matter how well I think I'm wrapping the lights, I'll still have a mess to unwrap next year. And yeah, this year I thought I'd wrapped things pretty well.
• the tree is always lighter on the way out.
• the tree is always messier on the way out. How many needles does a noble fir have? Ask my floor.
• the water in the tree stand? Yeah, it's nasty. And smelly. Beware.

Next up is New Year's Eve. We're throwing a formal, black tie, sit down dinner. Unfortunately, a large portion of our friends haven't GROWN UP and learned how to be on time. So they get punished - no filet mignon for them! (If any of them are reading this, I'm serious. You late, you no get the meat.)