My family has a tradition that each year we go to Mill Hollow Christmas Tree Farm to pick out our Christmas tree. The picking out of the tree is usually done in October or early November and is a family event. Mill Hollow is about 45 minutes away from Livingston and is basically in the middle of no where. "City Folk" (meaning mostly Houstonians) bring their families to spend a day in the "country". Give them a taste of Living Life on the Edge, meaning there are no Starbucks and McDonalds a block away. There are however, hayrides, pumpkin patches, hot dogs and marshmallows for roasting, $.50 Cokes, hot chocolate, animals for petting, treehouses, walking trails in the woods, etc. It is a kid's paradise! And then you search through acres of trees to find the The Tree. This year, The Tree, for Joey and I was picked out by my family. Unfortunately, we were unable to be there for the Tree Hunt so they tagged one for us. But, we were able to be there to pick up our tree. Joey and I met my family yesterday to cut the trees down and pack 'em up. They give you a saw and a rope to drag the tree to the loading area. We walked a few trails and then headed back to civilization with Our First Christmas Tree. Next year we may try a spruce, although I'm skeptical as to whether it can hold its weight in ornaments. We've generally been pine people. Joey and I were coveting this couples' springy spruce tree in front of us in line. I guess the tree is always greener on the other side. Anyway, we love our tree very much. Our house smells like evergreen and there are little pine needles that seem to show up no matter how many times we sweep the floor. Oh well. It's worth it.