It wouldn't be Christmas without a Christmas tree, would it?
And it wouldn't be right for the Kolstes to go on anything less then a Norse-saga-worthy adventure to get a Christmas tree, would it?
Of course not.
So, we Kolstes got into our trusty minivan and drove and drove and drove and drove and drove several miles to our local Walmart parking lot, where we picked out the PERFECT tree from out of the same self-serve lot we visit every year. It took us about 10 minutes. Epic, isn't it? Hey - don't knock our tradition!
Then, in the spirit of the season of giving, we gave plenty of entertainment to the other Walmart shoppers as the little kids played on the grassy median while the "men" of the family tied the tree on to the top of our trusty steed.
Finally, we drove and drove and drove a little more to that traditional Christmas hot-spot, Culver's. After all, who doesn't want to further cool their already frostbitten fingers with a dish of frozen custard? (I had hot chocolate, by the way.)
It's beginning to look a little bit more like Christmas, isn't it?
Merry Christmas everyone!