Our Christmas Tradition
Posted by Jan Springer Erotic Romance Author
We must have the oldest Christmas glass lights on our street. They date back many years…I am not sure how old they are and I wonder if the neighbors ever get sick of seeing the same lights (see below pic) year after year…but they sure are pretty.
In our family we tend to really stick to tradition. We still have some of the first glass Christmas tree ornaments my parents bought back in the 1960’s. If you drop them, that’s it, they smash apart and they are gone. So we have to be very careful. “Treat them like eggs”, my dad would say.
Before my dad had his devastating stroke, he would drag us out into the woods or sometimes to a Christmas tree farm to cut down our own spruce Christmas tree. Then he would curse as he sawed the bottom of the tree, and trim the branches to make it fit into the house. He would continue his cussing while he strung the lights and then the ornaments and the silver tinsel, always wanting everything to look perfect. But when the deed was done he would smile and say “this is the nicest tree we’ve ever had, don’t you think?” Without fail, he would say it every year. LOL
The following is a true story:
I remember one year we were at the cottage on a mission to find and cut down our perfect Christmas tree. We had plans to put it into the trunk of the car and bring it home. We drove along a secluded cottage road until we spied a good tree. That perfect tree just happened to be on the road outside the local dump.
Well, my dad didn’t want to get into trouble for cutting a tree so close to the road, so he put me as lookout to make sure no cars were coming…unfortunately before he could cut our tree, I saw an approaching car. We hopped into our car and sped off into the dump and waited until the coast was clear…as we waited we heard the car slow down on the main road. Heard the distinct sound of a car door slam, someone sawing, another car door slam and car leaving…huh.
When the car was gone we headed back out to the main road…and discovered our perfect Christmas tree was GONE! My dad was so not amused but after our shock wore off we laughed so hard. Talk about a weird coincidence that two parties would be out on the same road at the same time, on the same mission and eyeing the same tree! We did find another tree further down the road that year, but it just wasn’t the same. But we laughed all the way home that year.
I hope you enjoyed my Christmas Tradition post. 🙂
Hugs and Happy Holidays!!!