For us to buy a Christmas tree. We've always had artificial trees because my sister is allergic to real Christmas trees. Wait, I take that back. We've had artificial trees ever since we learned that my sister was allergic, which happened to be the fourth Christmas Eve that we spent in E.R. And let me tell you, they really skimp on the stocking stuffers in that place. I mean, who wants a baggie full of used syringes? And a lollipop? Really? C'mon doc. We know you're making bank.
When we were first married we inherited an old tree and some lights that had been in my grandmother's attic for the better part of a decade. This is because we got married two days before Christmas and we were broke. We're still broke, but that's not the point. The point is, we don't have that tree anymore because IT CAUGHT ON FIRE.
Apparently, if you have exposed wires on your Christmas tree and you are out of electrical tape it is NOT a good idea to use 7 Gypsies gaffer tape instead. Even if you are a scrapbooker and have lots of gaffer tape on hand and it seems like a really good idea at the time, trust me. It's not. Nothing says "Christmas Cheer" like seeing your tree go up in flames. Actually, if I recall correctly the phrase "Christmas Cheer" is not one of the things that Jeff said when the tree was burning.
I am one of those people who puts their tree up on Thanksgiving, so I'm shopping around for the best deal and thinking about going the pre-lit route. Because for some reason, Jeff is all against Christmas trees now. He's got this totally unsubstantiated fear of the tree catching on fire or something, like that ever even happens.
(EDIT: You can vote! until November 6! We had the dates wrong so please keep voting! THANK YOU for being my own personal form of Christmas Cheer!)
