Saturday, December 10, 2011


As John, my husband, is discovering, I love the Christmas season. We started listening to Christmas music on Pandora before Thanksgiving, got our tree the weekend after, and have already made and decorated several batches of Christmas cookies.

One of the traditions my family had growing up was going to a Christmas tree farm and cutting down our tree every year. Raised in Florida, my friends are always surprised that Florida even has Christmas tree farms... well, yes they do! And complete with hayrides, bonfires, s'mores, petting zoos, and a Christmas shop.

So as we and some new friends ventured south of Atlanta this year in search of our first tree as a married couple, I was anticipating a quaint experience, complete with lots of kiddos, hayrides, and apple cider as the website indicated.

Instead, we were the only customers in site, a dilapidated trailer with a few hay strands sat unused by the side, and they gave us a cart and saw to tote down the path to the tree farm. The adventure had begun, and after a little searching, we found our tree! Before leaving, we were given a stuffed animal to put on our tree, a $2 coupon off next year's tree, a cup of lukewarm apple juice cider, and a poem the owner's wife wrote celebrating the growth of Christmas trees year after year. Needless to say, we'll be returning next year for some more laughs!

Cutting down our tree...

Finished product! 


  1. Beautiful! The beginning of many wonderful Christmas memories to come! Ho ho ho!

  2. That sounds like a good start of Christmas preparations, and most important, it looks like you had a good laugh in your tree farm...just wondering, what stuff animal did you get?

  3. Thanks, Amanda! Gotta love the Christmas season :)
    And Elia- the stuffed animal was a dog with a santa hat sewn on haha

  4. Tree looks great! I seem to remember John saying that he preferred having a fake tree, but I am partial to cutting down a live one. Glad your tradition carried over, Steph. :)

  5. Mike you are insane. I HATE fake trees! I guess we've been away from each other too long...

  6. You might be right, John. We don't even know each other anymore.