O Tannenbaum, Banned Tannenbaum
After a day full of whinging and whining from the partner yesterday, I decided I couldn’t take it anymore and took my pert little self off to the scary retail places of the world, bought LED lights and a ‘snow’ blanket, then went home and tried to make the abode a little more seasonally festive.
It was tough going.
We have no tree.
See, our strata council (like many in the downtown area) has signs posted everywhere about their ban on live trees. I understand – there are legitimate fire hazard concerns and everyone seems to get annoyed by falling pine needles. But it really does take away from the whole experience. Plus the
whiner DS is adamantly against fake trees.
We don’t keep live plants in our place – it’s tough enough creating a comfortable living space for live people and live cats – so I don’t really have anywhere to hang our decorations. Poor things are just languishing. (Decorations, not cats. They never languish, not even between naps. The people are a little languished, but that’s a whole other story…)
We didn’t have a tree last year, and it really did dampen the mood, so I’m trying to figure out an alternative for this year. Any thoughts? Or are we going to have to put the gifts round Ms Cin’s tripod? And does that sound as rude to you as it does to me?
Rats. Think I’m on the naughty list again.