See the tree on the right?
That was our tree before we chopped it down. Some friends in our old ward were getting rid of these trees and I couldn't pass up a free Christmas tree. We were offered either one and Steve opted to "go big or go home". (In hindsight, I wish I had photo documented the chopping of the tree, the transporting of the tree, and the initial standing of the tree... it was quite comical.)
After we brought the tree inside, we stood it up initially, and it was probably 13 feet tall. Mind you, this is after Steve did an initial cut down to make it fit in our house. You can see (below) Steve cutting off another couple feet just so the tree could fit in the corner where we wanted it.
Carnage from trim #1
Carnage from trim #2:
It still ended up being really tall. (Check out my hubby vacuuming! He's such a stud!)
There were so many Clark Griswold moments. First off, we showed up with just a dinky hand saw to cut the thing down (did the job though!). The tree hardly fit in the front door, let alone in the corner. Steve kept commenting on how much sap was on his hands. And the frequent spitting to get pine-needles and what not out of his mouth was just hysterical! Stay tuned for pics of our tree all decorated. I must say, this will probably be my favorite tree for a really long time!
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