I am an avid reader of the blog V and Co. I laughed and laughed at this post about her Christmas tree this year. I have felt the same way in bits and pieces but never all of it at once. Just when I thought I was safe, it happened. This picture doesn't do it justice, but...We have the tree that the beast bit into. We have the tree that looks like a dwarf--short and squat with a tall hat (the naked little branch at the top--it needs a REALLY tall angel to hide it and make our tree look a little taller). We have the tree that fell over, er, out of our taped together tree stand and was subsequently propped up by a board until we bought another tree stand. We have the crazy children who decorated it in a way that I find wholly unacceptable, but they love it immensely. And, you know what, it is okay. After the initial shock--I wasn't there when the tree was chosen; I was home with a sick child--I decided it was actually just funny. Never thought it could happen to me. I guess I should be careful when I laugh at someone else's crazy disasters. What goes around comes around in every way possible!
We finally declared the tree "done" last night and put all of the empty storage boxes away. As I stood back to inspect our handiwork, I decided I just might like it better than any other year.