I don't have my digital camera cables with me on this trip to Mississippi, so I can't show y'all a photo of this, but try to envision it. This year, our family went and got a Christmas tree on Monday, the 20th of December. That's right. Five days until Christmas. On Tuesday, I was alone at the house, because every body else had errands to run, so before Dan and my brother, Ryan had to leave the house, I got them to put up the tree so that I could decorate it. I had a good time doing it, except for the part where I got about 100 little scratches on my hands from the branches, and it looked good. But the next morning, we could all sort of tell that the tree was, ummm, leaning. So last night, Dan and my dad straightened it back up, and we thought that would be that. Unfortunately, today, on this hallowed Christmas Eve, the tree is once again pitching towards our kitchen. At this point, I think the general attitude is "Whatever. It's almost Christmas anyway." But if we're going to keep up our proud Rice Family tradition of leaving the tree up until late January, it's going to require a few chiropractic treatments. However, the lights and the ornaments are beautiful, and very well-spaced, if I do say so myself.
On that note, I wish you all a very merry Christmas. Goodnight.