So you've heard the song grandma got ran over by a reindeer? Well Heather got beat up by her Christmas tree. I was on my own with decorations this year. Clint told me to wait until the weekend. But I insisted the decorations needed to be done! It began with the simple task of tying my skirt around the bottom of the tree. I couldn't get it just right and wound up having to crawl underneath while the tree snagged chunks of my hair. Irritated I pulled my hair off the ends of the branches and started putting up the real ornaments. Every branch I touched poked or cut me and drew blood. The worst came when Carson tried to shake hands or hand branches with the tree. I saw the whole thing beginning to tip! I jumped in front of Carson and let the tree smack me on the back. BOO! I opted to just finish the inside of the house and let Clint take care of the outside.