tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31185452.post1222003419380076923..comments2023-09-12T07:03:01.139-07:00Comments on Grant K. Gibson - the blog: Christmas in February?Grant K. Gibsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13871975324773841163noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31185452.post-13807804640211312082009-03-03T18:46:00.000-08:002009-03-03T18:46:00.000-08:00I was ashamed to have left mine up until the last ...I was ashamed to have left mine up until the last week of January. Now I don't feel so bad.Scott Fazzinihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15151887908949731535noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31185452.post-3354310817928090002009-02-26T11:32:00.000-08:002009-02-26T11:32:00.000-08:00LOL!! You know, I saw one out by the curb a few b...LOL!! You know, I saw one out by the curb a few blocks from me just a couple of weeks ago too! And I thought the same thing you did! <BR/><BR/>I usually take ours down between Christmas and New Year's, although I have taken it down New Year's day. But never later!Rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18209533406055486161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31185452.post-58028246862891074922009-02-11T19:41:00.000-08:002009-02-11T19:41:00.000-08:00This reminds me of my teenage years in Connecticut...This reminds me of my teenage years in Connecticut...there was a family that kept the (artificial) tree up until April. I actually enjoyed looking at it from January - March, but I would never be able to deal with a tree in my own house past January 1st, especially a live tree.Things That Inspirehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04405995431610377305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31185452.post-91525680066659368542009-02-11T19:20:00.000-08:002009-02-11T19:20:00.000-08:00(Ugh... I'm such a horrid person.) Once upon a tim...(Ugh... I'm such a horrid person.) Once upon a time there lived the most freshest of trees gracing our living space with glee... Then. Came. Easter. Perhaps it would have became a year round ornament if not for my MIL and FIL delivering an unannounced knock at the door. Out the window she fell with a thump. Totally relieved and clearly disheveled, I answered the door. Gee, Wally, what's the first thing my father in law did whilst touring the pine? scented? expanse? Open the damn drapes to "let some light in; it's a beautiful day!" Yes, that very window. That bastard.Daynahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09769673115437522396noreply@blogger.com