“Is our tree dead?” S was looking at our Christmas tree with concern.
“Yeah.”
“When did that happen?”
“A few days ago.”
“Oh.”
The guy that we bought it from had told us that we didn’t even need to put the tree in water claiming that “This tree will last till February”. Having a basic knowledge of science and osmosis, I didn’t believe him, so we bought a tree stand and added water.
He also told us if at any point that we weren’t happy with our tree that we could bring it back. I wish I could be bothered to do that just to hear what he would say.
I think the trees untimely demise is due to it being in the front window right next to the heater and the heat in our flat is constantly being cranked on high. It didn’t stand a chance.
“Should we get rid of it?” S didn’t seem to believe that the tree had turned crispy when he wasn’t looking.
“Nah.”
“Fake tree next year?”
“We should go really fake and get a jet black or a fuchsia or a purple one.”
“Come here.”
“Why?
“You need to be slapped.”
December 20th, 2005 at 7:51 pm
Get the tree away from the heater before it catches fire!!
You both may need a slap.