Diners and Tree Farms
We're finally catching up on pre-Christmas life. Slowly. It has taken me two days to take down the minimal Christmas decorations we have and put ornaments and lights away. I haven't even moved the boxes back downstairs yet. That's okay though. Life gets busy and we always seem to have random emergencies, bad or good, pop up all the time for us. So here are some memories I meant to share!
Because we live in Michigan and we are the typical "I love the outdoors and winter" Michigan people we cut our tree down every year. My family and Chris' family did it when we were kids and Wild Thing loves helping cut it down. The only thing that's changed since I was little is the kind of tree we get. I developed some sort of super annoying allergy to the Blue Spruce prickly trees that hold ornaments so so so well, so we have to get White Pine tree's with the soft needles every year. The challenge is finding a tree we like that will hold all of our mercury glass style ornaments since we add about 8 new ones every year.
So off we set, to find our beautiful tree, but first! Since my two crew members eat constantly (seriously, I've never seen anything like it) we stopped in at the Grand Coney. The Coney means a lot to Chris and I because we were there constantly when we were dating. I would be at art school late printing photos (like midnight late) and Chris would pick me up and we both needed food, so the only close by place was the Grand Coney. We got a BLT with fries, I got chili and I would steal his fries. It's also where I proposed over breakfast! To be able to let Wild Thing make her own go-to meal to add to ours is pretty rad.
We filled up on milkshakes, chili, BLT's, and chicken strips and off we went to Hart Tree Farm! Before we got very far, Wild Thing (who wants to be an animal doctor and baby doctor when she's a grown up) HAD TO ride the ponies. For the amount of time on the ride, it was a super great experience for her and it's probably one of the biggest smile's we've ever seen on her. After she tearfully said goodbye to "her" pony, we handed her the saw, hopped on the wagon and were tractored out to the general vicinity of the great White Pines. It didn't take us long until we found our 10 foot, bushy, beautiful tree. So we chopped it down and strapped it to the top of our Subaru Legacy and brought it home. We get so many looks when we let Wild Thing carry the saw, or help saw it down, or strap trees to the top of tiny cars, but I wouldn't do it any other way. Wild Thing is well aware that saws are sharp and we don't run with them and which way to hold them and if we can trailer motorcycles with the Subaru, then we'll be just fine with a pine tree.