Growing up in New York, one of my favorite Christmas traditions was the day after Thanksgiving. Instead of going to the mall, my family and I would go to Connecticut to cut down our very own Christmas tree. My parents would make turkey sandwiches out of leftovers and would pack up the leftover pecan pie.
Once we would get to the farm, we would eat our sandwiches and bundle up. It was always freezing, but we would always have to walk around the entire farm before deciding on a perfect tree.
Unlike Thanksgiving, where Nick and I have pretty much done the same thing every year, Christmas always looks different. I’ve gone to New York while Nick worked. One year we stayed in Hawaii and spent Christmas at our friend’s beach house watching their dog (no complaints there, it was an amazing Christmas on the beach!). A few years ago, we were moving to Connecticut right at Christmas so we ended up celebrating Christmas with my family in New York.
No matter when we celebrate Christmas together, we always do a few things. We always bake, make a special Christmas dinner, and watch our favorite Christmas movies. We always get some sort of tree. I invested in a fake Christmas tree, even though I don’t like them that much so that if we end up celebrating late or early, we’re ready. My favorite thing that Nick and I do together is decorate the tree.
Ever since we were dating, we would give each other ornaments for Christmas or buy them when we went away. Since Nick was always moving around we were always exploring new places together. It would be many years before we had a tree of our own, but by the time we got married, we already had a bunch of ornaments that were special to us.
We put on some Christmas music, drink some wine, light some candles, and decorate the tree. It’s my favorite thing that we do during the festive season.
This year, we decided to stay home for Christmas. I am not exaggerating when I say that I haven’t seen much of Nick this year. He was gone for weeks and weeks at a time and would come back just for a few days before leaving again. So we decided that we would spend his time off together, just the two of us. This will be the first Christmas we wake up together in our own home, so I am pretty excited about it.
Nick will have a chunck of time off for New Years, and I have been planning a surprise trip since August. I just told him we were going away, but I didn’t tell him where.
Since we’re going to be here for Christmas I knew that I wanted to go up to the north shore to cut down our own Christmas tree. I was telling one of my friends about our plan. She said she had never done that before, so I knew I had to bring her and her husband along.
Honestly, Nick was really tired from working all weekend, and he was not really in the mood to go, but he went for me. Normally, I would give him a pass and let him rest, but I don’t want him to miss out on everything because he is working.
So yesterday, we made the long drive up toe the north shore to Helemano Farms. My mom got us these shirts, and I knew that today was the day for us to wear them.
It’s so different from the Christmas tree farms back in New England, and it’s hard to find a tree over 6 feet tall, but it is so much fun. It’s like a taste of home. Plus, when do you get to pick out a Christmas tree while wearing shorts?!
We found our tree and snapped a quick picture in front of it. Once you find your tree, you have to wait for someone else to come to help you cut it down. Rule #1 of getting your Christmas tree at a Christmas tree farm is that you do not abandon your tree once you find it.
While we were waiting for my friend’s husband to come back to the tree, my friend and I started talking about Christmas vacation. We were talking about whether or not we should buy trip insurance since you never really know what can happen in the military.
I said, “Well, almost everything is refundable that I booked. The one thing that annoys me is that the military camp doesn’t accept cancellations less than 30 days in advanc. You would think that a military camp of all places would accept last minute cancellations.”
If you live in Hawaii, you know that “military camp” means the cabins in Hawaii Volcanoes National Park on the Big Island, reserved for the military. Nick heard, and just like that, the huge surprise trip that I had been planning since August was ruined!
I was kind of annoyed at myelf, but it was funny, and now Nick is super excited to go to the Big Island. Plus, he has no idew how much aweseome stuff I have planned so I am not telling him anyhting else about the trip. Anyway, back to the farm….
I’m not really sure what was happening here.
Do you cut down your tree? Do you have a fake tree? Whatever you do, don’t spill your secrets at the Chritmas tree farm.