Oh Christmas Tree...

Ok I'm BACK!  I kind of let this go the wayside from Thanksgiving onward.  It's a busy time of year for the dance studio as we approach our "winter break."  Basically that means we are scrambling to finish dances, clean the ones we've already choreographed, take time to try on costumes that have come in, keep the rec kids interested and involved, and try to remain calm as the Christmas crazies kick in.  There are extra rehearsals, more time spent listening to music for recitals, and making sure everything is set and we're all in good places before we have 2 weeks off.  Add in my personal life of Christmasy events, Christmas shopping, Christmas cards, a minor cold, trying to keep the apartment from looking like a tornado has ripped through it, and keeping Nick and I fed with healthier options than take out, my life has been a little busy!  

I am back now, though, and I'm hoping to keep up better with this, particularly since I figured out how to write an entry from my phone!  Yay technology!  

So, it's Throwback Thursday!  Yay!  What keeps popping up on my Facebook is Christmas trees, and in my "On This Day" section, various Christmas trees of yore keep popping up as well.  So I'm going to share one of my FAVORITE tree pictures.  

This is from when I lived with my darling  Cj.  That is my lovely little tree.  Hanging from the star is Jack Skellington (which was Cj's idea, and I now try to do every year). Behind the tree is David Tenant.  No, not the real one, though, that would be amazing. It's a cardboard cut out of him as the tenth doctor in Doctor Who.  Wrapped around him is a sparkly sash that Cj had procured on a trip to Vega.  One of us put the Santa hat on him.  Whether it was me, Cj or Fiancé, I cannot recall.  That was probably one of my favorite years decorating the tree.  I know I had come home from work and began pulling out the decorations.  I believe eggnog was involved, Christmas music, and lots of laughter.  I also have a strong memory of being on the floor by the tree as Cj read through a book I got my sister that was all about different ailments and what deadly disease it could be (it'd be funnier and less horrifying if you knew my sister the hypochondriac).  I don't remember specifically if this memory was on the same day as the decorating, but it might have been.  

The thing of it is, this is one of my favorite trees because of the love and laughter that went with it.  Not to say that I don't have that now, but there was something about that time period in that apartment. It was really special and something that I will always treasure. 

So...I'm hoping to stay on top of all this in a better fashion, and the blog will begin to breathe life again.  Hopefully someone will eventually read this!  

What was your favorite Christmas tree memory?