we had good intentions, really we did. tara and i wanted to take our boys to the country to cut down noble fir trees on our very own. we thought we'd find a small farm with trees and sheep and hot apple cider, and that there we'd find the perfect christmas trees for our homes and our boys' rooms. well we did, but it wasn't in estacada. after hunting all day in the freezing cold, we were unable to find trees without blighted, dry, dead, brown centers. so we came home and bought trees out of a parking lot across from the spacecraft studio. we ended up getting really great trees, but sheesh. it was really cold.
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