Its a little late, but I have to post about one of our most recent adventures. Every year, the day after Thanksgiving, it is a Grisham tradition to go up to the mountains and (with a valid permit) we chop down a real Christmas tree. This year was my very first year and I was pretty excited about it. The Nichols and the Jex family came too. One thing about this yearly trip that Seth failed to mention is that the GIRLS are the ones who hike all over the mountain to seek out the best Christmas tree. I was up for the challenge, of course, but was a little nervous since at the time (and currently) I was experiencing some morning sickness that seemed to last all day. But I went with the other girls and we trekked all over the place trying to find a good looking tree. After about an hour or so I was getting hungry and tired and then I found the perfect tree. I chopped it down myself and then Chelsie and her friend Kurt helped me drag it all the way back to the truck. The rest of the girls didn't come back for a long while after that, but I guess they are just too picky. It was quite fun, but the jury is still out on whether or not I will do it again next year.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
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