Is the fact that I bought a live tree at all negated by the fact that I carried it home by bike?

That right there is a 7 1/2 foot Christmas tree on a bike.  Yep.  I’d like to mention that I smoked past my hubby going over the bridge while hauling this very tree.  In hot pink ballet flats, no less.  That’s just how I roll. Oh, and don’t mind me–I don’t get many chances to gloat so I have to go all out.

You can check out a few more pics here–though I must warn you that my camera simply would not behave last night.