Man Vs. Tree

Normally my husband is the guy who can fix just about anything.  It's a very handy talent, and he ends up feeling manly.  It's a win-win situation...

On a related note, this year we assembled our Christmas tree and just like every year, it seems, the tree was deciding to be temperamental.  The mid section of the tree would flicker out for no apparent reason.  Flash on.  Flash off.  Finally, one night the lights in the middle just quit lighting altogether.  Having no middle lights was frustrating, and it just would never do.  We just kept putting off the fixing though.   Christmas time is busy after all.

But last night was Christmas Eve.  And the last thing that Jack said before committing to bed was, "I bet Santa will fix our Christmas tree lights.  He's magic."

And so... yes.  This situation had NO CHOICE but to be remedied. 

'Santa' went in with his sleeves rolled up.  Santa worked hard, used his magic, and as a result, today was a day decorated by a beautiful, fully lit tree.  Yessss.  Santa was looking especially rugged and manly.

This is the lighting situation tonight.  Um.