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In about 1989, I lived in a home in Los Alamitos that had a vaulted ceiling, perfect for a tall Christmas tree! So we selected a twelve-foot tree and brought it home. I laid it in the driveway and hosed it down to get rid of anything dead, organic or not! The next morning, I took it into the house, and it looked gigantic.
I worried about it falling over on the baby chihuahuas, so I decided to place a strong hook on the ceiling right through the 6×10″ beam! Then, I tied a wire to the top of the tree and lifted it so it was actually hanging from the floor by 1/2 an inch.
No, I did NOT hang it upside down!
“I am windstorm and earthquake resistant!”
Sometimes being an engineer is a good thing! For many years thereafter, I always hung the tree from the ceiling. Even as the grandchildren came and went, I always knew the tree was sturdy and could take punishment.
Today we go to the vampire, and I get my blood drawn. Last time I mentioned that I have red crayons at home and I could draw my blood there, but my offer was refused by the staff.
I think I was two quarts low after I left the office.
