Christmasy Tree!

So since I've been spending more and more of my time at Mike's, I asked if he would mind if I put up my Christmas tree at his place. After I listened to him talk at me about how Jesus was actually born sometime in June or July, and how the church used a pagan holiday to fill out their liturgical calendar, blah blah bl... zzzzzzz, he gave in. I mean, my laser eyes may have been boring through his skull, and that's probably why he gave in, but I don't care at this point!

I love putting up the tree, but I really don't enjoy fanning out the branches of my $12 Walmart tree that I've had since my years in DC. Fanning the branches? That's the worst. And yet, it doesn't anger me all that much, because I am still putting up the tree, and putting up the tree is awesome! Example:

You guys, I love my Christmas tree! Even when I have to fan out the branches! Which totally sucks! Also, I look to be about three feet tall here!

Mike did a really good job of staying out of my way and not caring. Besides, he doesn't love Christmas like I do, and I didn't want him to bring me down!

Finished product. Pretty!