Aaron, Blan and I took a road trip with Grammie and Pop up the mountain to West Jefferson to choose and cut our Christmas tree - a very big deal (I hear some of you snickering at me now). As most of you know, I am notoriously Christmas tree obsessed. Every year Rick and Jackie go choose their tree and cut it fresh. We have always wanted to go, but we haven't seen the sense in driving a tree an hour down the mountain and 2 hours down I-40 to Raleigh. I must tell you the trip did not let me down - 1 big, gorgeous tree, 2 large wreaths, 105 feet of fresh white pine garland, 2 cups of hot, homemade cider on a blissfully cold and Christmasy day. It doesn't get much better. Thanks for the ride, Grammie and Pop! A new tradition begins.
