Charlie Brown Christmas

This is part of marriage that they don't tell you about. I grew up with trees about as fake as you can get. Every year, we would drag the box from the basement, spend an hour assembling the sucker, and then pretend for the next month that the tree looked real. It worked for all of us. Charlene entered our marriage with a love for real trees. I was ready for a change, and after all, I was a newlywed. There aren't a lot of places around here where you can go and cut down a tree. So, for the past 13 years, we've gone out in lousy weather to some store's yard, and I've held up bundled trees while Charlene searches for the perfect tree. It's always a crapshoot, since how much can you tell from a tree that's bundled? This brings out the worst in our personality styles. I grab the first tree I can find and make a run for it. Charlene spends three hours examining every single tree numerous times before she's ready to make a selection. It's a wonder we've stayed together this long. I make it sound so bad. There have been some lighter moments. One year I came home and saw Charlene dancing with an eight foot tree through the front window. She was trying to put it in the stand by herself. It's an image I will never forget. This year, we're taking a break from the real pine smell and all the needles, and we're using a fake tree. Not every year, just every few years. I bought a pre-lit tree from a company whose motto is "Good enough to fool Santa." Santa must be blind, because that tree wasn't fooling anyone. It's going back, and so we figured that if you're going to go fake, you may as well really go fake. So here is our new, beautiful Charlie Brown Christmas tree: It has a certain kitschy charm. Merry Christmas, Charlie Brown.

Comments

[Mike]

I can see Snoopy dancing now!! Peace.

[kevin]

As a guy who lives in the Pacific Northwest and would never consider anything other than a real fir, that tree is just plain sad, Daryll. :P I love you, bro!

[Brian]

We always had a real tree. Real Canadians have real trees, you know. And then last year, an older couple at church gave us their old artificial one, and to my eye it looks almost as good as a real one. Things I won't miss: Getting stuck by needles. Sap glueing my hair in clumps. Needles gumming up my vacuum cleaner. Thing I will miss: That smell!

[bill bean]

We've had real trees...still pulling needles out of our butts in the summer. I'd rather walk into someone else's house and get the smell. We went the whole way and bought a fake tree with the lights already on it. How's that for the Spirit of Christmas?

[Chris]

Daryl even by fake tree standards that's a pretty sorry specimen.

[kevin]

Maybe your mother still has the tree of your youth somewhere in the deep dark corners of her basement? It must be better than what you have there!! With all the advances in technology, where is the really good fake tree (oxymoron?) that automatically mists a slight scent of pine? Seems like a money-maker to me!