My parents spoiled me, every year we went out and found the perfect “live” tree for our living room. That was a tradition I wanted to carry on for Jason and I.
So . . .
The fun banter began . . . Why don’t we buy a fake tree and you buy a candle that smells like a tree? . . . A banter Jason knows I will always win because he is that good to me!
With that said, my wonderful boyfriend and I went searching for a live Christmas tree the day after Thanksgiving and did not find anything. Instead we found a tree topper . . . well two to be exact.
So, the search continued the following day . . . we found the perfect little tree.
It’s the perfect size for our living room. Now a few weeks later, I’m starting to smell the needles. That smell, for me says Christmas. Yesterday as I left my office and walked down the stairs at the end of my day, that wonderful smell greeted me and instantly put a smile on my face.
Jason and I first thought we would decorate the tree in all red bows. We pictured a beautiful tree, white lights and red bows, perfect right? Well, we eventually decided against it and added some green, red and gold ball ornaments to the mix. The billiard ball’s I bought Jason a few years back are also gracing our tree for the first time this year.
The candy canes, which we cannot eat until Christmas day, are also hanging on the branches. At first we thought Leo was swatting them off the tree because we would find them laying on the ground, but as we were sitting on the couch they began to fall. Some of the branches are just not strong enough for them.
It was fun decorating the tree with Jason, as always we worked as a team to beautify our first Christmas tree.
I cannot put into words how much it means to me that Jason bought us a tree. A tradition I hope we can continue throughout the years.
This year Jason and I will be celebrating Christmas in Tennessee, just the two of us. I’m excited to see what the day brings. We have already talked about making a Christmas dinner, maybe a delicious Italian meal, something my mom always does every year.
The holiday spirit has entered our home. The sugar cookies have already been made in such shapes as gingerbread, Santa and a candy cane. Yes they are already gone too. That night, as Jason and I stood side-by-side mixing the ingredients, rolling out the dough, pressing the cookie cutters and creating those Christmas themed cookies and adding some color with sprinkles, meant the world to me.
For the past few years mom and I always spent a day in the kitchen baking an assortment of cookies . . . Jason this year, gave me that joy.
Shortly after we got the Christmas tree, we started talking about Christmas stockings. Jason had a wonderful idea, something that instantly excited me . . . I cannot wait until Christmas day!