Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Thanksgiving weekend we loaded up and headed for the hills in search of the perfect Christmas tree. Larry, Amy's step-dad spent part of the weekend with us so we had too much personnel to fit in the truck. So we took the Tercel, a Christmas tree haulin' machine if there ever was one. After much wandering around in the wet muskeg, we found just the right tree. Then after much lashing of ropes I realized I couldn't open the doors. Luckily everyone else was already inside. I slid in the window, Dukes of Hazard style. Upon our safe arrival at home (yep, those were some good knots), we all exited Dukes of Hazard style. A good red-neck start to the holiday season.