…didn’t you?  It’s only my third day of promising to blog every day and I’m already slacking.  But, I have a good reason.  I spent the day out at Fashion Island shopping with my friends.  Not only do I promise to blog every day, but I also promise to look cute every day with all the new clothes I got.  Laura gave me much needed advice of what to put with what.  That’s where I get stuck.  I know the pieces I like, but I never know how to wear them.  Now I know. 🙂

We went to get our Christmas tree last night.  It was quite an experience.  I wanted to save a little money and thought we’d go to a “lesser” lot for a good deal.  It turns out that at said lot, Santa directs traffic in his time off.

I should have known that this lot wasn’t a good idea, but we didn’t stop at the traffic-cop Santa.  We saw this sign.  Hmmm.

I think I should back up and tell you that I grew up (in Montana) driving into the forest and cutting our tree from the scraggly bunch that was growing not too far from our back yard.  So, this whole going to a lot business is still a little weird to me.

Brent made an executive decision to go to a nicer Christmas tree lot with rides and concessions.  I have to agree it was WAY better and the trees were actually cheaper than the ghetto lot.

OK, back to my issues with picking trees off a lot.  Flocked trees…that’s weird too.  Of course my kids were begging for a flocked tree.  They kind of do look pretty close up…but still weird.

Here’s my little bargain shopper.  Again, trees with price tags??

To finish all the documentation of our Christmas tree experience- a family picture taken by the train-ride operator.  I love the guy running out of the background. 🙂

There you have it…our first LA Christmas tree hunt.  By the way all these were taken without a flash…with my 50…all at 1.2.

-Kristin