Meet…STEVE! Yes, I know it’s sort of weird to name your tree…much less name it “Steve”. And I’m not really sure why I named it “Steve”. It just sounded right…:)
Anyways, I decided I needed a little live Christmas tree in the house, so I threw the Man in the truck and we made our way over to Lowes. Actually..I had to promise him we would pick up some stuff he needed from the auto parts store as well…so there was no kicking and screaming on his part.
I picked this little guy out…he was 30% off, so I figured he was a pretty good deal at $10…tree stand and all with a water resevoir too…which I promptly spilled all over me when lifting him out from behind his brothers.
I immediately said…”isn’t he CUTE?” …”I think I will call him “Steve” . …Yeah that did get me a weird look from one or two people who may have been hanging around. But I smiled all the way to the register…:)
I loaded him in the back of the truck (to which the man said “Steve is going to shed needles all over the back of my truck…see…I even had HIM calling the tree “Steve”…I’m THAT good!). I told him it wouldn’t be much and to quit whining…not hard for him since the next stop was the auto parts store.
Once I got him home, my daughter and son met us out at the truck. And I handed her “Steve”…no worries…I introduced them first. I said “here’s a litle table top tree…isn’t he cute? His name is Steve.” Love my daughter, she said “Hi Steve, let’s go get you a drink of water:”…heehee…isn’t she great?
So we put Steve on my console table in the diningroom table and I decorated him with some paper mache stars, red lights (the last strand I had of lights), and some dollar store silver balls. VOILA! He was gorgeous. Then my daughter had the brilliant idea of putting some stacking boxes we got last year from the Dollar Tree under him. I think I saw him smile…;) He looked just like a big tree…only small!
So without further delay, here’s…STEVE!