The hunt for the perfect Christmas tree started a little earlier this year. We normally wait another week or two, but we wanted Bew to get the holiday festivities started early and Dianne and I were heading out for a weekend away the next week.
We have gone to the same tree lot for the past several years, so we decided to start there again. There was a lot of looking around, poking and prodding and figuring out the ideal tree for our house. In the end we picked a big bushy 7 and 1/2 foot tree to haul home.
We had it strapped to the top of the SUV, paid our tab and then went to drive home. At this time I noticed a slight problem; I couldn't find my car key :(. Luckily the lot was pretty small and even though it was getting dark, I was pretty sure finding it would be pretty easy. Bew, Conner, Parker, Dianne and I fanned out over the lot. 20 minutes later I decided that I was doomed, and all was hopeless. Luckily, Kira was at home and so I gave her a call and asked that she drive down to meet us with my last remaining (broken) key (the subject of another blog post, I assure you!).
Another 20 minutes or so of waiting and Kira drove up. I was very happy to start the truck and head home.
The search for the perfect tree was over, not quite as joyful as I had hoped, but a successful mission, none the less.
The next day I called the car dealership to get new keys.
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