Naked

So after searching far and wide across the Salt Lake valley for the right tree, we found one a couple of miles away. I had already set out all of the decorations and was ready to start. Yet...where are the lights?? In our move it seems that everything except our Christmas lights made it. I looked, Brian looked. We could not find them. You can't start without lights. So here is our tree, standing naked and bare.I had to go out the next day and purchase an entire tree's worth of lights-not an expense we had planned. Brian and I had our annual argument. See here. This year included him actually quitting the lights up process and leaving the room. Yes, I was laughing at his frustration. He came back, and we did it together.Like I have always said, it takes a lot to make Bri mad. He gets over things quickly. Here are some pics of the finished product and "Santa's Little Helper" who is not really allowed into the front room for obvious reasons.

 

Note: We found the lights two days later in the basement, under the stairs. The one place we did not look. We now have two full sets of lights :)