O Christmas Tree

I love my Christmas tree. It is so beautiful! Earlier this month, I went across the street to the Fairlington United Methodist Church the day the trees were delivered, walked right past the rows of enormous trees and asked the guys if they had any small ones. Being probably a little to independent for my own good, I like to get a tree that I can carry and set up all by myself. One of the guys walks me over the the row of 4 small trees (though not as small as I usually get) and I pick one out. Then when we got to my car I pulled out my sole bungee cord, some twine, and a pair of scissors to cut it (that independent thing again...) . The guy looked at me like I was from another planet, "You brought your own twine? And scissors?" Well I didn't want to find the perfect tree and not be able to get it home!! Then another guy walks over carrying some twine, and the guy said again "She brought her own. And scissors too." They had a good laugh at my expense. But I got my tree, and is beautiful. It's always so fun to rediscover the ornaments I've acquired from my various travels - most of which I'd forgotten all about.