I usually have my Christmas Tree up by Halloween.  I’m a little late this year.  Now, don’t go getting me confused with the Martha Stewart moms.  I’m far from it.  I live in an ugly house, I have ugly furniture, and I don’t even own a duster.  What does that tell you?

But I DO LOVE CHRISTMAS! 

I was mulling over the fact that we now have this five foot moose in place of where my Christmas tree usually sits.  When I was vocalizing my concerns, Cale comes up with a solution.  So this year, traditions are out the window. 

Along with the tree.