So maybe it has been two years since I last wrote on this thing...I dont think anyone noticed, myself included. I forgot I had a blog till a friend told me I should start one. But just to update anyone who is reading this, I am back from Australia and New Zealand and have been for 2 years and 16 days...not that I miss it or anything. Besides that, nothing too exciting has happened. I have no more undergrad classes to take so that is exciting. I am going to start student teaching January 3rd which is rather exciting. But that means I will be graduating in May which is kind of scary. But right now I am on Christmas break so I am not going to think about any of that for the two weeks I have off!
But so far on Christmas break, I have had a typical, but ALWAYS unpredictable, date to Taco Bell and Chuck E. Cheese with my good friends Scotty and Summer and also put up the Christmas tree with my mom. Usually putting up a Christmas tree is a simple process that, although it happens only once a year, has grown on me to become a boring experience. Today, however, was so not typical and boring.
When the tree is not being used, it is stored in the attic. So I got it down out of the attic and brought it into the living room and everything was going to plan. We adjusted the furniture and made a location in the room that the tree could call home for a few weeks. But that is where the boring part ended. Mom and I put the stand up then started fluffing the branches and putting them in their holders on the stand. We got about halfway done and we heard a popping noise and Mom and I just looked at each other with confused looks on our faces and just kept fluffing branches to make the tree. We both thought nothing of it because when we got it out of the attic it was freezing so we thought it was just warming up and thawing out. Then we got all the branches on the tree and put the top section on and were going to town on the thing when we were and even louder pop and all of a sudden the tree started to lean. That's when we realized it wasn't just warming up anymore. So I held the tree and mom crawled on the ground looking at the stand and it's base and couldn't see anything wrong. Then I made her hold the tree and I looked at it and noticed that all the legs that were bracing the stand and holding it up were splitting away from the stand...so that is what the popping noise was. Our base was breaking! Perfect! So I ran to the garage and got some plywood and put it under the tree in hopes that the weight of all the branches would stop pushing the stand down and spreading the base legs away from the stand. That didn't work. It popped even worse. So I ran outside to our backyard where you can find pretty much anything you want and grabbed some cinderblocks and left mom inside holding the tree up. She said she was dancing with it. You know she is church of Christ if she will dance with a tree but not another person. By the time I got back to the house mom said that there was a REALLY loud pop. I laid down to inspect it and now two of the legs were broken all the way off. So I broke the other two off. Then I picked up the tree and mom guide the stand down into a hole in the cinderblock and we placed another block on each side of the new "base" and, what do you know, our tree is standing!
So there is the first exciting experience for this new era of the blog. It was nothing big, just a little thing that I enjoyed and appreciated. Hopefully throughout this blog, I will just talk about all the little things in life that I enjoy or that happened to me that day that made me smile. I hope you all (whoever that is) enjoy the little things in life! I would love to hear about them. Until next time (insert catchy phrase here).
