inkjunkie
Well-Known Member
Some of my fondest memories growing up were going Christmas Tree shopping. Don't know if my Dad planned it this way but every year we went it was normally the nastiest weather day we had up to that point of the winter. Several years we, it was always just him & I, were out in damn near Blizzard conditions. We would start out at the Pinebrook Raceway parking lot, this guy always had the most trees, and they were the biggest, nicest ones around. We would end up stopping at damn near every place selling trees only to end up back at Pinebrook Raceway. Tradition continued with my Ex. I can remember the last year we lived in Jersey, the first day we were going to go it was 31* and raining, winds were whipping around so hard she refused to go. Next weekend, which was the weekend prior to Christmas it was in the teens and the second day of a snow storm, so the snow was pretty deep. Deep enough that using the 4 wheel drive in my old V-8 Ranger was not an option. Things changed when we moved to AZ, going Christmas Tree shopping in shorts, sleeveless t-shirt and flip flops just aint the same. So far since we have been here in Ford Washington it has always been cold and rainy/snowy when we go looking for a tree. Just to compensate for this it seems like I always pick the chilliest day of the season, to date, to put up the lights...
