That I swore I'd never say.
Ever, ever, ever, EVER say.
In fact, I'm not even sure I can write it. I'm so disappointed in myself.
It makes me so sad.
*BIG sigh* Are you ready to hear it?
Ugh. I'm not sure I can put it down in black and white.
Here goes nuthin'...
There. I said it. *sob*
Here's the issue...I'm allergic to Christmas Trees. (Well, I'm pretty much allergic to everything, Christmas Trees included.) I'm pluggin' along all fine and dandy and then we go scout out the best tree and chop it down and haul it in and the next thing I know? (Do not ask what I'm doing with my mouth...I can't take a good picture to save my soul.)
Uncontrollable sneezing. Watery eyes. Itchy throat. (Whoa. This sounds like a commercial for an antihistamine.)
Happens every year...only this year it's also making me a little wheezy and when a decoration starts to interfere with breathing, I'm thinking maybe it's time for drastic measures.
Like artificial trees. *waaaaaaaaaa*
But here's my plan...we'll still go Christmas Tree hunting, get ourselves a big, beautiful tree and put it up in the middle of our front yard, decorate it with lights and popcorn and things that maybe the birds will like.
I can't do away with our tradition of getting a real Christmas Tree. I just can't, so maybe, just maybe, this will be the best of both worlds? (Excuse the 47 consecutive sneezes I just sneezed on you.)
Someone tell me I won't ruin Christmas if we get an artificial tree...cause that's kinda what I feel like I'm doing! :(