Tell us a Christmas true story, and remember, Christmas is a lesson in humility.
I'm 19 or so, my mother started to introduce us to the recycled fake tree movement.
No-bout-a-dout-it, this ain't gonna happen, I thought to myself.
She was an RN at the local hospital, on the night shift.
Now is the time as the window of opptunity is open and the clock was ticking.
The fake tree, was flawless and large. I jumped in my car dashing all around town to find its natural twin. ( A real Pine tree)
After a few hours BINGO ! Trick is , it must match how she dressed it to keep the present a secret as long as possible.
The next day when I came home from work, she was waking up and stoped me and asked me if I smelled cat poop.
Mom, the cat is trained to go out side as is the dog, I replyed.
I couldn't hold back. Here our traditional tree and don't do it again, your confusing the pets.