It's big. Too big, actually -- there isn't room for a tree topper. It's also really full and fat. And it smells divine.
Archie brought the tree home this afternoon. I guess it was time, since there's less than two weeks until Christmas. Arch and I have a party to attend tonight, so there's no time to decorate it today. We'll get to that tomorrow.
He was putting the water in the stand and caught his hand on something and said, "God damn it!"
"Sweetie, that's what everyone wants to hear during the season of Our Savior's birth."