Well it is that time of year again. The annual day after Thanksgiving, Christmas tree hunt. Josh and I have done this every year since we have been married. However, this year we decided to invite Jonathan, Sydney, Kevin Dowker and the girls... It was fun times, I was of course the last one to find my tree. I mean you can't choose a tree unless you view everyone they have on the lot! It was a lot of fun and my mom and dad joined us as they have every other year. We got a short needled blue spruce this year as opposed to the long needle cheep-o tree we have gotten every other year. I have to admit that I do like it more than I thought I would. Well another year has come and gone, we will see how the tradition turns out next year.
We would like this blog to encapsulate exactly what the title refers to. The "memoirs", the memories, the observations and the life experiences that occur at Burke Manor. Why Burke Manor, you ask? Anytime someone new would come to visit our home Josh would always say, "welcome to Burke Manor". It just sort of stuck so now we have, "The Memoirs of Burke Manor".
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
The Annual
Well it is that time of year again. The annual day after Thanksgiving, Christmas tree hunt. Josh and I have done this every year since we have been married. However, this year we decided to invite Jonathan, Sydney, Kevin Dowker and the girls... It was fun times, I was of course the last one to find my tree. I mean you can't choose a tree unless you view everyone they have on the lot! It was a lot of fun and my mom and dad joined us as they have every other year. We got a short needled blue spruce this year as opposed to the long needle cheep-o tree we have gotten every other year. I have to admit that I do like it more than I thought I would. Well another year has come and gone, we will see how the tradition turns out next year.
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