C'mon, who else out there can't bring themselves to part with their Christmas tree?
Its become the latest 'family pet,' kind of like the proverbial 'pet rock' of lore --- you don't have to feed it, (well, a cup of water every now & again and it shuts up quite nicely) you can talk to it and imagine you're helping it grow, (just temporarily 'forget' its been cut at the base and is doomed to certain death) and though it tends to shed a bit, at least its considerate enough to do its damage in only one spot --- that is, until you eventually do tire of it, mercilessly drag it across your living room floor after first denuding it of its ornamental glory, and heave it out your front door onto the nearest snowbank. (But don't worry, that tired Christmas tree will fight back with the fiercest shedding spree in its short little memory --- it'll make sure you won't find that last needle until you're ready to send the kids back to school next September.)
But until we bid our final 'Adieu,' me & my Christmas tree will be 'best buddies' for a few moments longer.
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':)
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Trissinger
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