Our Awfully Big Adventure: Have a very Smarky Christmas!

Ladies and Gentlemen, drum roll please!

I present to you the 2015 Clark-Smith (Smark?) Christmas monument extraordinaire! This is no average evergreen, folks. This Christmas tree, this symbol of the season, is classic, yet classy; bold, yet unimposing; you absolutely cannot look upon this tree and not smile.

Without further ado, feast your eyes!

Yes, this is our Charlie Brown Christmas Tree, and if you think it's rough now, you should have seen it out in the driveway, all bare and pathetic! When we took in this little tree, it was unloved and unwanted. The people giving it to us tried to convince us we didn't want it. But hey! Free stuff? Bring it on, man. We broke out all the decorations, unpacked all the lights, waited in anticipation for our Tree...! And then we got this and we honestly weren't sure if it was even worth it. And then an idea popped into my head. This tree needs popcorn. I spent...quite a bit of time and created quite the mess stringing popcorn, and it was totally worth it. A few tiny candy canes, some sparkly balls for good measure, and viola! We have a Christmas Tree.

But Christmas didn't stop there. Christy and I carried it over to the office where I spent most of Sunday putting together a wreath (and driving all over Bend trying to find the things I needed for it). I may have caused marital strife by buying pinecones, but it needed them!! If I had been home I would have picked up some pinecones out of the yard, but I did not have access to pinecones at the office, and I needed pine cones, and I needed them right that second because we had to get it done before Bryan came back from Portland. We aren't sure how Bryan feels about Christmas yet...but I have a feeling we're about to find out. Hopefully he takes it well, because if he doesn't like Christmas, it's going to be a very sad month. For him. I already have the garland ready to go over my little doorway; I'm going to bring it in sometime this week and put it up when he's not around. Christmas is gonna happen, whether he likes it or not.