I spent almost 45 minutes trying to get the tree to stay in it's stand. The stand is easily 10 years old, and worthless. Yet every year, I say "I can make it work", and then cuss my way through 45 minutes of lying on the floor jamming different shaped blocks in, and cutting branches to try to get the tree to stand (NO -not "make it straight"; get it to stand up without falling).
So the babies go to bed, the teenagers have to go do homework, and I am frustrated. No decorating the traditional way. I decided to make sure the tree got trimmed. You decide: Funny? Or Pathetic?
