I've never before bought a Christmas Tree. Before going to college I was at the age when it was clearly my parents' responsibility to buy a tree on the occasional year when we didn't use the artificial one. Once I went to college I was away between Thanksgiving weekend and as close to Christmas as I could get (my parents had the idea I wanted to leave minutes after my last exam was done; I had the idea I wanted to be on my own as long as possible; and after my second semester I invariably ``happened'' to have a final the last day of exams), so the tree was bought before I got home. Ditto with graduate school, and then once I was in Singapore for most of December the tree was up weeks before I was back in North America. I could in theory have bought a tree at college, but when I was living in dorms or grad student housing Official Dorm Rules did not explicitly prohibit the existence of Christmas Trees but they were not encouraging. And when I had my own apartment, in Troy or in Singapore, since I was going to be gone for a half a week before and around a week after Christmas there wasn't any point having a tree anyway.
So it was odd my mother asked me to buy a tree this year, but it's been an odd year. What with weekends being filled with things like going to Manhattan and weekdays being filled with things like my mother's eye surgery there hasn't been time to decorate. So a couple days ago my mother asked me to buy a tree, and I said I would if I saw one, and I gradually came to realize that I had not the slightest idea where trees are sold. My father recommended the Grange, which I assume is related to the old Grangers movement, although since the only Grange I knew offhand was a road intersecting Orchard Road in Singapore this wasn't helpful. My father gave directions, pointing to a location which if I wasn't mistaken was presently a small strip mall containing a Dunkin' Donuts and a Subway shop that opened in July and closed last month. I was mistaken. Just before this mall is a well-camouflaged little Grange shop, and they had a small scattering of trees.
Since the spot's also by a Lowe's, my father asked me to pick up some parts for a picture case that he's building, and paint for a metal grate he's painting. My father was careful to explain the picture case parts were in the middle of aisle 1; in fact, they were at the front of aisle 2. He also explained that the paint was in the leftmost of the three aisles labelled paint; in fact, they were on the far end of the middle aisle. I suspect he was thinking of another Lowe.
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Date: 2007-12-23 07:02 am (UTC)I have to say having gone both ways I'm solidly back in the artificial camp. Live trees are a pain. They stink, they throw up needles *everywhere* (particularly the "surplus" ones), leave spots of completely insoluble sap in the *worst* places, and you have to figure out what to do with it when you're done with it. Right now I'm displaying an incredibly cheesy four-foot model that cost all of $20, and I'm quite proud of it. Admittedly you can't actually see the tree through all the ornaments, but, hey, isn't that the point?
I was amused to discover a couple years ago that the Oakland Zoo was giving used Christmas trees to the zoo animals to chew on/play with/scratch with/etc. If I *knew* that my live Christmas tree would end up an elephant scratching post I might, just *might* consider getting one.
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Date: 2007-12-24 03:32 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-12-25 05:19 am (UTC)We haven't had that problem yet, but we're a pretty steadily sock- or slipper-wearing family between mid-November and March, so it takes an impressive needle to do something against that.
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Date: 2007-12-25 05:29 am (UTC)We had used an artificial tree for years, but one year, my mother declared we were getting a live tree and things were pretty stable with that. They do look better, and smell wonderful, and the cats are fascinated by it because, I believe, they suspect there might be a squirrel within it.
I haven't heard of any good uses for Christmas Trees here, although they are recycled into something. Probably mulch. That's not so much fun.
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Date: 2007-12-23 03:21 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-12-25 05:35 am (UTC)I know the kind you mean. It does seem like a challenge to build to start with, and a nasty storage problem -- it's just going to be unavoidably bulky and odd-shaped, and undoubtedly will roll to where it can best jab someone in the foot.
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Date: 2007-12-23 06:26 pm (UTC)--Chiaroscuro
[*1] It'll be academic after I eventually move out, and Brian at some point moves in here, to live out the rest of his days in completely platonic companionship with Mom. ("Well, it'd save us both on housing and heating costs, and you're over here often enough anyway..")
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Date: 2007-12-25 05:37 am (UTC)Somehow assembling our artificial tree seemed to take more than ten minutes, but we were kind of young at the time and it was one of those with the four hundred kerspillion branches so that logically it couldn't possibly have huge barren regions, yet somehow it always came out looking like a weakly camouflaged cell phone tower.
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Date: 2007-12-26 07:30 pm (UTC)--Chiaroscuro
[*1] Seriously it's big, I've been to furry cons with smaller Dealer's Rooms [*2].
[*2] And less merchandise. Mom's a packrat.
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Date: 2007-12-27 05:27 am (UTC)Three pieces seems small. Is it the kind where you could just use one piece as a small table-top tree?
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Date: 2007-12-29 09:00 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-12-30 05:43 am (UTC)Practical and more flexible that way, then. Good.
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Date: 2007-12-24 12:08 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-12-25 05:41 am (UTC)Oh, you can avoid the killing of trees by using the tofu trees instead. Much more humane.