Oh Christmas tree

We happened to time the annual tree cutting expedition 

with Mr. Dub's back episode. The one where he throws out his back, and is incapacitated in such a way that he is unable to join us in our search for a Christmas tree. 

Key to this injured back story is the fact that HE is usually the one who cuts down the tree.

 That job fell to me this year.

I guess since the kids figured they did such an outstanding job SELECTING the tree.

They talked me through it.

 I was not prepared for the enormity of this task.

 I had to stop several times and talk to my biceps.

I'm actually not sure I have any.

I DO have a festive wreath,

 an obstinate snowman

 a reindeer with a sweet tooth

 AND, thankfully, a TREE.