Trees are up. Yes, that is trees plural. One real, one plastic-fantastic and one for the boys to do with as they please. Mostly, because I am too particular to let them loose on the other two.
Perhaps it's time to loosen up a little with the tree obsessiveness. Especially since I overheard this phone conversation between hubby and his friend (husband of my friend):
Hubby: Are you on for a beer tonight?
DT: (says something on the other end of the phone)
Hubby: Oh you deserve it then. We've had ours already.
When he came off the phone, I asked what we'd had already. The fight about the Christmas Tree. Who knew? It's an annual ritual apparently. In more than one household.
If you signed up for the 7 Days of Specialness Project, you should have had an email from me with details of your partner. If you haven't, get in touch with me quick.