Christmas tree gone WRONG!

Last night for Family Home Evening (F.H.E), we took the kids to dinner at the local Drug Store!
Yup, we should be nominated for the "Parents of the Year" award.  But before you conjure up all sorts of evil thoughts like, we fed them Penicillin, Zoloft, and pepto bismol, with a Tylenol chaser...relax!  In this particular drug store, they serve food.

One thing I love about small towns in Utah is...they love their drugs, just kidding!!  It seems like every old town still has, and has had for 100+ years, a little drug store where the locals shop for just about everything.  They are the century old Wal Mart, if you will, where it's one stop shopping.  You can get your medicines, a birthday gift and card, bubble gum and old fashioned candy, adult diapers, and some of the best malts and shakes around.  If your really lucky, you can get a burger and fries made fresh too. 

I remember as a kid, when we were visiting my grandparents, my siblings and cousins would walk down to Main street where the drug store is, walk through those old wooden doors (usually they had a bell tied to the knob to alert the worker of your presence) walk across the squeaky wood floor, sit down on the bar stools, and order a yummy shake.  They didn't skimp on the shakes either.  They gave you the WHOLE thing, not just what they could fit into your glass, but they gave you the silver tumbler with ALL of the shake.  It was like getting 2 shakes for the price of one.  I lived for those times.

Becca is the one that told us about this drug store in town so we decided to give it a whirl.  She had been invited to go there with a friend of hers last week and she just raved about it.  If any of you have had an
In and Out burger, this is it's BEST competition!  Right here in little ol' Spanish Fork Utah!

The burgers were made on the spot, nice and fresh, and the fries where too.  YUM!  We didn't get a shake because it's too cold.

Warning, this is where things go a little wrong...

After dinner we drove to a tree lot. I know what you're thinking.  We live in Utah and we get our Christmas tree from a TREE LOT??  Yes we do!  That's it, no excuse, just, Yes we do.

A  few days ago we decided to make the trek down to my parents home for Christmas so we knew we didn't need a big, majestic tree this year.  We looked and looked (while freezing at 19*) when Amanda and I came across this little, tiny tree and we both fell in love with it.  When I say "love", I mean, like in the way that Charlie Brown "loved" his Christmas tree.  It was just so cute that we just couldn't leave it behind.  Jeffrey and Becca were busy playing hide and seek among the trees and Dave was staying close to the warmth of the wood burning furnace that was there.   We took the tree over to pay for it and when the guy took it off of the metal post it was stuck to and laid it on the ground, it looked...well...kinda pathetic.   When Jeffrey made his way over to see it, he said "That's it?"  Sadly, yes, this was the tree for us this year.

We brought it home, and placed it in the tree holder, thingy-ma-jig, put it in the corner, and realized it was so little that we could hardly see it behind the couch.  So Dave had the bright idea to put it on top of a cooler.  Who puts their Christmas tree on top of a cooler?  Only rednecks would do such a thing...

You guessed it.  Our little tree got turned into "The Redneck Christmas Tree"  We have never laughed so hard while putting up a Christmas tree.  Dave sent the kids searching around the house for redneck junk to adorn our tree and this is what they came up with.

Jeffrey brought his 22 up stairs cause what's a redneck without a GUN?

Amanda offered up her Special Ed. award

Dave gave is fart machine

Amanda, so proud of her tree

Jeffrey with our "You might be a Redneck if..." game

No, he is NOT pointing it at Amanda.  He's pointing it out the window.  Hello, Dave was standing right there!

Had to have the confederate flag

Fishing lure

In honor of Sarah & Chris.  A postcard that she sent to Amanda

I fashioned the Star out of a hanger and foil then added the John Deere touch

There she is, in all her Glory!

We finished her off with some toilet paper.