tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post6985153367137403260..comments2024-02-19T07:30:13.465-05:00Comments on Ramblings from the outside of nowhere: Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17564763971316563540noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-41684417445714431672006-12-16T06:10:00.000-05:002006-12-16T06:10:00.000-05:00Thank you for sharing bits and pieces of yourself ...Thank you for sharing bits and pieces of yourself with us. <br /><br />My Mom and Dad always bought a "real" tree from a place in the neighborhood, (Suburban Chicago), called Amlings Flowerland. They had this big room full of real evergreens and they were flocked. Sprayed with some kind of fake snow on the tips of the branches. <br /><br />My Dad knew he had arrived when in the late 1950's, early 1960's or sometime thereabouts, he bought a silver aluminum branched put together Christmas tree that came in a box.<br /><br />We never had cats or dogs or houseplants. I brought home a cat once. I don't remember what happened to it. The goldfish got flushed, that I DO remember.Spadomanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17781369901345409341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-25819389185130490672006-12-15T20:19:00.000-05:002006-12-15T20:19:00.000-05:00Might not have to water it, but ya' still have to ...Might not have to water it, but ya' still have to put it up, and decorate it! Of course, I'm sure that somewhere, there's a jackass who's already written a program for a "virtual, digital Christmas Tree"!BRUNOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08153007543374555989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-24606290746516479482006-12-15T18:12:00.000-05:002006-12-15T18:12:00.000-05:00When I was a kid, I worked on a "Christmas tree" f...When I was a kid, I worked on a "Christmas tree" farm, trimming and shaping them. $.50 cents an hour. It was hot, hard, dangerous work, as the machete's we had to use were razor sharp. Come Christmas, Dad being the non lawbreaker he was, went to that same farm to get a tree. $9 a tree, which back then, was one hell of a lot of money!<br /><br />We went home treeless. But Dad took me out in the wee hours of the morning to that farm....."I think you earned one free tree, don't you?" and we got it.:) Not one of the ones I worked so hard to trim, but beside that field, still on his property, was a bunch growing wild.The Future Was Yesterdayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06515544130113138363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-49512896039006751402006-12-15T13:47:00.000-05:002006-12-15T13:47:00.000-05:00That's why we love to get our tree at 2 or 3 a.m. ...That's why we love to get our tree at 2 or 3 a.m. You can get it anywhere ya want to at that time of night;)<br />Private property, my ass.*Goddess*https://www.blogger.com/profile/03012831511206842735noreply@blogger.com