O Christmas Tree, Oops Christmas Tree

Long day of cleaning, laundry, and cooking, and I decided to put up my tree this year, so this will be a short one. I’m putting up my own tree just to celebrate the fact that I survived the heart attack. The decorations were amassed over the years and my travels, inherited from my parents, or given to me by friends, and I want to look back on all of it in gratefulness for the joy I’ve known in this life, while also looking forward to many more years of life, lawd willin’ and the creek don’t rise.

Here is Washington, D.C.’s tree for the year, going out to a whole bunch of people–Don, Mark, Scott, Haisam, Amanda, and Cyndi.

Washington, D.C.'s state Christmas tree, 2023.
Washington, D.C.’s state Christmas tree, 2023. Click to embiggen.

As long as I’m posting D.C.’s tree, I’ll add the National Christmas tree as well, since all of these trees are in D.C.

The National Christmas Tree, lit up at night.
The National Christmas Tree, 2023. What a hot mess.

Yes, it’s looking a little rough. It fell over and had to be hoisted back up with a crane. I don’t think they did too much to fix the lights or the streamers. When I first took a good look at it, I thought someone had TP’d it.

Then there is the other extreme, the tree in front of the Town Hall in Old Town Alexandria, Virginia. A smaller tree down by the water in Old Town looked the same. I guess they don’t believe in putting anything on top.

Christmas tree at night.
Christmas tree in front of Alexandria Town Hall in Virginia.

To be honest, I prefer the National Tree. I prefer a wild, hot mess to stringent precision. Pretty sure that’s how my own tree will turn out tonight, too. Usually I weave the lights through the branches one at a time, but I don’t have the patience for it so it’s a rather loose weave. By the time I’m done with the lights I might be done for the evening and have to put off decorating the tree until tomorrow night, but that’s okay. No one is going to see it but me, and it’s worth it.

Purple Christmas

I’m feeling a little wiped out today, so here’s a Christmas tree from down the hill from me.

A Christmas tree

I love that the star is purple. That’s my favorite color.

One time, years ago, I went holiday shopping with a relative and we came upon some Christmas decorations and ornaments. They were purple and silver, and loving purple like I do. I picked up a set ornaments and my relative barked at me, “NO,” like I was a toddler in need of correction.

I looked at her and she said, “NO. Christmas isn’t purple. NO.”

I was in my 40s, long past the age of being told what to buy, yet I put the ornaments down because I didn’t want to hear her commentary. I thought I could just go back and get them later.

I didn’t though, and really, I should have. Who is anyone to tell anyone else what color their holiday decor should be? But I also knew that seeing those particular ornaments on my tree would have reminded me of her obnoxiousness, which would have defeated the purpose. I haven’t put up a tree in 10 years, but when I did, my ornaments were all secular and either belonged to my parents, were gifts from people I cherished, or were amassed over my travels, celebrations with friends, or other people, events, or things I wanted to remember. I didn’t want to remember her barking at me like that.

And yet here I am, 11 years later, being reminded of it. Well, this tree has a purple star, so Christmas can SO be purple. NYAHH!