It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!

There is a snowstorm brewing here in Minnesota. It looks pretty gray and heavy outside. Donnie said it even smells like snow. (and yes, for you southerners, snow does have a smell, cool, huh?) We are supposed to get up to 18 inches today, and we have no snow on the ground right now, so that is a doosey!
Donnie, however, is at work 50 miles away. I am hoping his supervisor will call and send them home. He can't get stuck in the cities today. We have a Christmas banquette we are hosting tables at tonight.
I have not decorated my house for Christmas yet. I was going to wait until, oh, the day before Christmas, maybe, so that I would have less time fighting Sam and Jonah and Isaac and Trinity to leave the ornaments alone! I'm typically laid back about things, but the tree has to have ornaments in all the right spots, and have balance. It messes with my head when the ornaments start moving. A blank spot on the tree will send me into a tizzy.
Another tizzy is when we have a real tree and the pine needles shed. And we can smell the horrid scent of pine and outdoors INSIDE my house!
What does Donnie want every year? A real Christmas tree. I've won for the last 12 years or so. We don't have the money for a real tree, they cost like $70 now! Now that we live in a country area he wants to chop one down himself. Umm, thanks, but I prefer not to trek through a bunch of trees OUTSIDE in the freezing cold and snow to cut down a tree we have to pay for and drag into the house to make it smell like trees and OUTDOORS in my house.
But yesterday when I was driving home from picking up Jack, whom I babysit, from school I saw a little farm place that had a home made sign that you could come chop your own tree I thought "You know, Donnie works 6 days a week and is doing weeks on call to make extra money for us right now, I can give in this one year to make it worth it for him."
So I called and told him it was a go, not two days after I shot the idea down with a force complete logic. And he was so happy!And he proceeded to tell me that he had been at the store picking up lights for the tree, since ours are all old and stupid and apparently they might get hot and burn his precious little Sammy, he bought those LED lights. But instead of the perfect white lights that he loves, he bought the colored lights because I just love them so much for my tree. This has been an 18 year long debate between us, too. So whoever buys the lights, wins.
I got teary-eyed, I tell you! That was like my own little Christmas present from him.
We are not doing presents for each other this year because we are putting a deposit down an a couples retreat in January. Its all fun and no classes, with some great friends from church.
All right I need to get moving, I'll tell you all about the scare I had this morning some other time.
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