A Tree Stand

In this neck of the woods...if you say the words tree stand...you better be talking about a mini-fort perched high in a tree for the purpose of killing Bambis mother. The big, bad, deer hunters. "C'mon...let's put on our camo...and let's spread out 50 pounds of carrots and beets to lure 'em in...then we'll shoot 'em." And...to think...they call it a "sport." HUH!!

In the words of Elvis...I think the guy inside staring me down is having a "Blue Christmas." It's 40 degrees F outside today, and has been raining since daybreak. Not a great day to find the perfect tree. The old trailer is a classic. I could hear and see that he had it all decked out with a generator...providing light and probably heat.

In the words of Bing Crosby...it would have made a better picture with a "White Christmas" background. If we didn't have a fairly new artificial tree...this kind of stand is where I would look. When we shopped at Sam's Club the other day...I noticed they had trees for $12.81. Not 12 dollars, not 13 dollars...but $12.81. Makes you wonder what they paid to the tree farmer, or did Sam Walton have the vision to plant and raise his own trees? (HEY...he thought of everything else!!)

In the words of Andy Williams...IS IT the most wonderful time of the year? And...in the words of Michael Bolton...oh forget it...that man cannot sing...all he can do is screech.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SISTER-IN-LAW LORI!! She is 50ish. Going over tonight for a beef soup supper. Perhaps I will sing to her using my Burl Ives voice. "Have a holly jolly birthday...it's the best time of the year..." I always feel bad for people who have their birthdays this close to Christmas...because they usually get hosed.