Hey, y'all -
Just in case you think the southern states of America have cornered the market on "Hold My Beer and Watch This," our friend Ms Julie submits for your consideration her annual backyard Christmas Tree Burning Party. The event is held every year in mid-January, when everyone's tree has become a sad, brown dehydrated mess that would invalidate their homeowner's insurance.
A prize is awarded for the fastest-burning tree, which can usually be measured in seconds. Assuming you stay far enough back and observe common sense safety rules, it's a HOOT.
Hagen loved it, mostly because it gave him a chance to sit in my lap and sing the dramatic finale of Moana, which is all about a misunderstood lava monster.
Love,
Mom
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