Okay…so it might not be your favorite gift this year..but I just had to go ahead and post this story for all of you who have been keeping up with them this far! Many of you will remember Lydia who had the sad sad no Christmas tree story, well…alas, the story has taken a turn for the better! So, heres her updated story, enjoy!
by Lydia Wells
Many of you read my post A Treeless Christmas. This is an update.
My husband is really the sweetest man in the world. He claims he is a hopeless romantic, but by his definition this is “someone who is romantic, but hopelessly bad at it.” This week, Dear Husband scored some points for the home team.
I went to work on Tuesday. It was a normal day. I got up, looked around my treeless house, sighed s small sigh (reminding myself that Christmas is indeed not about a tree or lights or presents, but about the Incarnation), and left for work.
Matt had several tasks for the day – one was to go by Toys’R’Us to find small nerf-type balls for the homemade slings we made our nephews. The traffic is horrible out there…so, I was pretty proud of my husband for “taking one for the team” and sparing me the hassle and possible downfall.
I ended up getting some fun news that day (my business is now officially an L.L.C) and I wanted to share it – I called Hubby on his cell phone. He was really short with me, stated that he hadn’t made it out to the toy store and pretty much gave me the “I’m shopping for you excuse” – which immediately serves as a question blocker as all of my gifts must be shrouded in secrecy. I was a little hurt – but, new he was busy, traffic was bad, and I would have been the same way.
When I got home, I walked in the front door and behold – crammed in between our sofa and our love seat was a huge, lit Christmas tree. Husband had spent his day driving 3 hours round trip to his parents house so that he could retrieve the tree and surprise his wife. Good man.
So, I aptly named this story: The Girl Who Got a Tree…..from the most romantic man in the world.