Tree Plans

My step son suggested that this year’s Christmas tree should come from a Christmas tree farm where we actually cut it down ourselves.

We are doing it tomorrow morning. Then the kids go to their dad’s. On Sunday, just before they head back to school, they will pop over here to decorate the tree.

I would still rather get into the month of December before putting up the Christmas tree, but given the scheduling difficulties this year I’m going along without snarky comments. Or at least with a minimum of snarky. Insert shit eating grin here.

HoHoHo and all that.

HoHoHo! Merry Christmas!

HoHoHo!  Merry Christmas!

Santa Claus came to our house. The kids woke up at their dad’s today which means Santa could just leave everything in our room and we could put it all under the tree this morning. You’d think that would be convenient, but it really actually sucks. We both want the kids here. We both miss them. It doesn’t ever really feel like Christmas when they don’t start the day with us. The good news is we’ll pick them up at dad’s in an hour or two and then come back here for the annual wrapping paper shredding bonanza. This afternoon they will go back to their dads and Jen and I will be sad again, but at least we’ll have had our own Christmas morning with them. Next year though… next year they start the day with us and it will be the BEST!

Wishing all of you and yours a Merry Christmas if applicable. If it’s not applicable then I hope you have an extra fantastic day for no good reason at all.

HoHoHo!