O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree . . .

Last weekend we had a lot of great plans, but unfortunately I ate something that did not agree with me. Therefore, I spent most of the weekend throwing up and Josh spent most of it cleaning up after me. (What great husband!) However, we did get our Christmas tree before all of that unpleasentness. One of the things I love about Oregon is that they have so many trees, you can cut one down for $5. So, we drove up in the mountains (about a 45 min. drive) and looked for a road or trail that we could take off the main highway to cut down our tree. The snow level had dropped to where we were and Josh handled the icy roads very well. The road that Josh normally uses for logging was closed due to the snow, but we found another one farther up the highway that didn't appear to have a name (which is really good, because if it isn't named then they can't tell you not to cut down trees off of it!) The short version of this story is that we parked, walked around, drove off again, fully engaged our 4 wheel drive, drove down a trail, parked, and cut down a 12 ft. tree.

It was a blast. Magnum loves the mountains. He was especially facinated by some fresh deer tracks. We ended up seeing the deer a couple of minutes later when we were in the car. Josh single-handedly secured the tree on the car and drove us home. My hero!