Gettin' a Christmas tree-hillbilly style


Yesterday morning husband says: " We need to get a Christmas tree for Ellen. Today would be a good day. I'll get the 4-wheeler and the saw out and you can go get it. Men aren't any good at picking out Christmas trees" So he took Ellen up to his mom's and I, being the dutiful wifey, went out and got the tree. He saw me coming buzzing back up the road and laughed and laughed. What a wonderful romantic my husband is.
Look at my hair! It certainly looks like I went for a long ride on the 4-wheeler, doesn't it. Ha! It, my hair, always frizzes out in humid weather, and it has been kind of humid here.

Comments

Unknown said…
LOL! This post is so cute! Reminds me of my Hubby! Hmmm...I wonder if our hubbies are in cahoots!? LOL!
jel said…
ok that is scary, U didn't go after him with that didya? :)



just kidding ya know!
Calfkeeper said…
Men are men...yes they are! Ha ha!

I should've gone afer him. :)
Gledwood said…
You say hillybilly styleee... isn't that a bit of a self-prangered insult??
You shouldn't talk yourself down.
So you live in the Country. So you're Salt of the Earth.
Be proud of that!

;->...

All the best!

from
Gledwood
"Vol 2"...
Calfkeeper said…
gledwood...well, maybe to a certain extent I am as you say, "self-prangering" but really I think most of country folk are proud of who we are.

Thank you for your compliment!

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