I had to torture The Hubster to do it, but our Christmas tree is up!
And it involved stringing the lights once, only to find that The Boy hadn’t spaced them properly. Once again with the stringing, only to find that it was popping fuses. Out I ran to various stores for a couple of hours trying to hunt the elusive replacement fuses. As an “ace in my back pocket,” I listened to the sage advice of The Hubster and bought four sets of the new LED lights, just in case.
Which turned out to be a brilliant idea, as the new fuses kept blowing too — making my dear, darling, even-tempered husband mutter things that are decidedly un-Christmas-like.
As you could probably guess, there is a great deal of Disney stuff on our tree.
I loved this whole promotion they had at Disney a few years ago — of the snowman with the Mickey ears. A-dorable!
Our collection of Christmas Disneyana started with this one — given to us by our “Mousekeeper” during our honeymoon twenty years ago (back before I went Disney crazy)
The funny thing is, I remember the stories of when I bought each of these… who I was with, what trip it was, etc. (In fact, I know how we got each and every ornament that goes on our tree!)
This one was from (obviously) 2006, when I went on a Grand Gathering with my siblings, their families, and Mom-mom & Pop-pop. It was supposedly to celebrate my 40th birthday together, but I had high hopes I’d turn them all into Disney converts.
But the tree is hardly “all Disney.” There are some Cubs items too!
And there’s alot of family stuff.
The little red horn is part of a set I got for our very first Christmas tree. The one up high with the horizontal stripes was saved from the box of old Christmas ornaments that used to go on trees in my childhood.
In fact, the tree is full of memories — as, in my opinion, it should be.
My ornaments sit cheek-by-jowl, covered in tinsel and glittering in the lights.
And it makes me stare at it from the couch for hours and hours.
Just like my mom did with her trees.