In exchange for helping her plant her blackberry bushes, mom kindly gave us the pots from them. Our Christmas trees finally have a home. And yes, it's in our driveway. They've grown quite a bit since then, but they're certainly not tall enough to be even Charlie Brown's Christmas trees. For the record, I ended up with three because the incredibly funny old man made friends with me before I knew what was happening. At which point he promptly convinced me to take three because he couldn't go home until they were gone. Yep, he played the pity card. Worked like a charm.

April 24, 2011

 

I know, I know, it's been a while. Chris not-so-subtly reminded me just now. We've been busy. You'll see in a bit. Since I've been such a slacker, I'll do a proper post.

But first, I wanted to give you this lovely picture of Chris. This is our Easter picture. In honor of all the Easter pictures of Amy and I in front of the dogwood tree, I demanded that Chris stand in front of our no-longer-blooming dogwood tree. Because Easter means dogwood trees. He was kind enough to oblige me with this cell-phone picture. I'm sure this'll never make any family albums, but it makes me laugh.

April 22, 2011

Went to Lowe's and got a free tree. But the guy wouldn't let me leave without all three types. So we are going to grow the next few Christmas trees in pots in the driveway. Because where else are you supposed to put trees when you are renting?