Every year, I get so excited to pick out a Christmas Tree, that you would think the tree had gold hidden somewhere in it's branches. Starting the day after Thanksgiving, Christmas trees begin to line the streets of NYC, and they fill the streets with a glorious smell, that only Christmas trees can offer. Whether I pick out the tree myself or with family, friends, or roommates, it is always a special (and fun) experience!
This year, Mike and I found our tree at the farmer's market outside of The Museum of Natural History. An interesting (emphasis on the interesting) guy named Christopher, helped us to find a tree. As he was shuffling through the stacks of trees, he asked us where the closest bar was, and then went on to tell us that he was originally from a small town in upstate New York, just about thirty minutes from where I grew up (small world, right?)! At any rate, within minutes, Christopher had picked out the perfect tree for us! The branches were full, the height was perfect, and the smell couldn't be beat! Mike and I were thrilled and said, "SOLD! We'll take it!"
Christopher wrapped the tree for us, and began to write up our receipt. He wrote down his name: Christopher, and the street we purchased the tree on: Columbus. Mike and I both laughed and said "Oh that's funny, Christopher Columbus!" Christopher sort of stared at us blankly.... but he did help us find an awesome tree, and we will be thankful all season long! :-)
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