Our Ghetto Hick Christmas Tree

This Christmas, to save money, Jay and I decided to not do presents or stockings for each other. Therefore, it was imperative that we at least get a Christmas tree.

Last night we decided to go Christmas tree hunting. With the help of friends - Jeff and Ruth Anna we grabbed an axe and all piled into our truck.

Ruth Anna and I ready to go

Jay proudly showing off his emergency survival kit - super random stuff

Jeff - Fellow pilot and tree hunting expert

Nobody around 

Jeff demonstrating his keen tree-spotting skills

Who needs a flashlight when you've got a truck. Man, I actually love this truck. 

creepy forest road

Never give Jay an axe

Jay jumped headfirst into the bush with his blunt axe and began hacking away

Meanwhile, Jeff had straddled a different tree and managed to wrestle it down onto the snow.

 A tree like this takes 2 men to chop it down, ha

Success!!

Then we drove further up the hill and came to a parking lot looking over Slave Lake. The Slave Lake cemetery also happens to be up there. Not creepy at all, right?

This hill also serves as a sledding hill and drops off right where Jay and Jeff are standing. 

My love and I

Embarrassing Jay with my silliness

 Now that we have the tree back at our place - how to stand it up?

Well if we live in a hick town...

What's more hick than this..

[side note: not all Slake Lake-eans have ghetto trees like ours. Jeff and Ruth Anna's is quite nice]

 Now that it's up - how to keep it from falling?

Of course! Presents (given to us by our wonderful fam) - nice to have something under the tree :)

First ornament to go on the tree was a big ball from Yates (Quinn, don't worry, yours is there too to balance the tree out)

 Christmas tree paper is so pretty

Ta da!

..And..with a box full of ornaments, by tonight this tree will be full!