It snowed a few inches last night. In Ohio that’s practically a snow emergency.
Anyways, school is cancelled so the girls get to sleep in. I got up and ran a few miles on the treadmill. I’m watching Troy while I run. It’s been almost a decade since I last saw it and it still holds up pretty well
Zippy coincedentally was the name of Aimee’s car – my mother-in-law, before she passed. Zippy still exists out there with a relative.
Zippy makes the 4th named tree we have gotten from Gale’s.
Previous years have included:
Perhaps the strangest thing about buying Christmas Trees based mostly on the name is that he price has stayed the same for 4 years straight. Go Gale’s!
School was cancelled for Marceline this morning, so the house is quiet as everyone else is sleeping in.
I already ran on the treadmill and showered, so I’m having my morning coffee and reading in the quiet.
We bought a tree last weekend. Her name is Forrest (all the trees had name tags). I love that our star is a felt star Sam sewed years ago. It’s a little beaten up but it’s ours.
This is honestly, a nice relaxing way to start the day.
Not because they get lots of Christmas presents, although my mother got them their own stocking for this year. They also got several more springs for them to play with, the only toy they seem to play with lately.
They like anything new, and our Christmas tree is new to them. Never mind that both of them were around for Christmas last year. It’s new, and screams interest to them. Just look where their interest lay in this picture.
The tree is way more interesting than we are. (yes. Sam is pregnant.)
I think it is because year after year I insist on a real tree, even if it a small one.
This one is our first tree in many years that isn’t a potted tree, rather a small cut one that has a water reservoir instead of soil.
The water reservoir, more than the ornaments, the felt objects or bouncy branches, is what our cats love and visit several times a day.
Better than their water dish or water fountain in the basement.
They both take turns drinking out of the tree water. To the point that I have to refill the water often. Clue, or Little Bit, the cat drinking in the picture above, will drink and splash in the water reservoir.
It make me really want the tree to stay longer, although I know it should go out around this time. They by far want to drink that water over their water fountain in the basement or water dish upstairs.
I’m pretty sure when I take the tree out I’m going to ruin their lives more than our soon to be child will.
We hit up Home Depot late this morning to pick up our new Christmas tree. The last live one we got lasted three years. Let’s hope this guy lasts longer.