Sunday was catch-up with Christmas day.
Usually, the traditions come down hard on the ole Boody household right after Thanksgiving,
beginning with 4 am Black Friday coffee and mall walking, followed immediately with lights and ornament hanging. But this year we've been a little preoccupied with the wedding right around the corner -- on December 20th -- so our timeline has taken a bit of a backseat. But today it arrived, front and center, with a trip to our normal, reliable Fraser Fur pusher at Pine Hill Farms out in Tarrant, AL. I've liked the place since we first went out there in 2010; they allow pale, depleted urbanites like me to indulge their inner-rural manhood and cut down a tree with their bare hands, then dope you up on cider and agro-entertainment like live reindeer until your blood runs red and green.
beginning with 4 am Black Friday coffee and mall walking, followed immediately with lights and ornament hanging. But this year we've been a little preoccupied with the wedding right around the corner -- on December 20th -- so our timeline has taken a bit of a backseat. But today it arrived, front and center, with a trip to our normal, reliable Fraser Fur pusher at Pine Hill Farms out in Tarrant, AL. I've liked the place since we first went out there in 2010; they allow pale, depleted urbanites like me to indulge their inner-rural manhood and cut down a tree with their bare hands, then dope you up on cider and agro-entertainment like live reindeer until your blood runs red and green.
