Hubby and I rarely ever fight. We are both the type to just get quiet, keep things in, and deal with it. (I know - real healthy) So I joke that our annual fight comes right after Thanksgiving. We fight about our Christmas tree. For the first 6(?) years of marriage, we fought over the lights on the tree. He said "definitely colored blinking lights". I said "absolutely not!!! We will have clear lights that don't blink."
That was when we lived in apartments. Now that we own our home and don't have enough furniture to fill it ... we have a large living room that only has a futon, a diaper changing table, and a lot of toys in it. He says "we need a tree that will fill our living room!" I say "how about a tree that I can help pull out of the Christmas tree farm? A tree that we don't have to let the bottom 4 feet at the farm. A tree that doesn't let 'grass' stains on the door frames of our house? A tree that will stand in the base without being tied to the wall? A tree that doesn't dwarf the little angel on top?"
Well, we have owned 3 HUGE trees. I think that they get bigger each year. On Fire can attest to this whole story. We have been to the Christmas tree farm together.
Here is a picture of this year's tree. The dimensions of the tree are 8 1/2 feet high (it touches our ceiling) and 7 1/2 feet wide. I had to take the picture like this so you can see the massiveness of the tree. Actually the picture doesn't do it justice. You really should stop by to see it! Oh and by the way, we have compromised with clear lights that do not blink and colored blinking lights. So for a split second every so often, you can see only clear lit lights.
Don't tell hubby this. I kind of enjoy the whole thing. I just have to pick a "fight" to tease him.