
My tiny apartment has been designated the official family Christmas gathering spot of 2008.
Survival? Questionable.
But at least I have an awesome tree.
As a kid, my mom generally had final say in picking out the tree. She always chose the most anorexic looking one on the lot because she felt bad for it.
Sorry mom, no more Charlie Brown trees for me.
I always wanted the biggest tree!!!!
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