For about 6 years Phoebe and Damon have a tradition of going out to pick out and up the Christmas tree…This year, the “father daughter duo” were even in the local paper, picking out their tree last year at the local tree farm they love to go to. Last year, they beat the record for “Tallest tree” at the Tree farm…
.this year they beat the record for the heaviest
I was not paying much attention …I have been a portrait painting machine…sun-up to sundown, me and all the beloved dogs and cats, horses and a goat…have taken over the dining room….and Daddy has been pulling Christmas together.
So, in the event that we got snowed in today (which of course did not happen) and lest the tree stay on the front porch until Next weekend when we have some time – they decided to bring the tree in last night and at least set it up. It was not until I heard “Go get some more towels!!!” that I decided pull out the ole “micro-manager” cap and take a look. I opened the dining room door stepped into 1/2 deep water in the hall and followed the river of icy water and pine needles to the living room where a SOAKING wet and SLUSH-covered tree…displacing all the furniture in the room… stood melting all over my living room floor.
…….a bit of mayhem ensued. yes, and some screaming and of course…OF COURSE…when I ran upstairs to grab some bins to catch the water now pouring off the tree…I found water coming into the sleeping porch ceiling…and many curse words later…and that mess dealt with….I took the bins back down stairs… WE REMEDIED the situation, got the tree dry…(never saw myself towel drying a tree!) and sent the kiddos to bed.
Despite the insanity…I still snuggled up on my sofa last night and watched the second to the last episode of this season’s Homeland…OMG…do yu watch it??? INSANE. I loved being nestled under a tree which occupies half of my pink living room. We will get to decorating in the next day or so…and I will return with more photos of…