Usually I like to have the house clean and ready before we start decorating for the holidays (I know, neurotic much?) but this year that’s really not going to happen and I am actually ok with it.  So tonight we are off to pick out our tree before the predicted snow hits.  I always cringe a bit when they predict snow here. It means either a) we will have record high temps for the day and the kids will commence with the pouting or  b) we will get hit with a storm that shuts down the city (even though they only predicted a ‘chance of flurries.”)