Why Do I Always Think This Year's Tree is the Prettiest Yet?

Well, this year's tree IS the most perfect. We're old school all the way around here. Nothing else seems to work with this old house.

While I was picking our tree, (I picked the third one he pulled out, I had told him all I wanted was a Balsam that was tall and skinny!) the man at the tree farm told me that one time he spent FOUR HOURS with a woman who couldn't make up her mind. I bet he wanted to kiss me! We always buy our tree at the tree farm that was across the road from the house where we lived when I was born, way back when. The old house is still there and I cannot believe that seven kids and two adults lived in it, it's so tiny!