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Every year we move to Houston. We've been coming here for the off-season for four years now. And every year we, for some reason we wind up finding some crazy way to make money to save to help get us through the not-so-great-pay, minor league season. When hurricane Ike plowed on through and knocked down just about everything, Lance had the brilliant idea of building fences(little previous experience) and started his own company, creatively named after much thought...Pendleton Fences. Last year we bought a house(we're still not sure why) right in the middle of the housing market crash. We flipped it and have been trying to sell it for the past year and actually just recently got a contract on it. It's a Christmas miracle! Now what do to this year? Sell Christmas trees of course! It might not sound that crazy but the events leading up to the trees being delivered were not so ordinary. About the day the trees were to arrive, we heard news that the roads from Oregan were pretty bad from a big snowstorm and it would have to be delayed a couple of days...not so bad. Well a few more days go by, and no trees. We finally heard from the trucking company that the driver of the truck was in jail(which we are still investigating) in Wyoming and our money-making trees were sittin on the side of the road. Great. Well after a whole ordeal they arrived and now we have our cute little Christmas tree lot...
Uncle Aj and bubs
Lance didn't think I could lift a tree...and don't kid yourself, this is like a 9 ft. tree! Maybe just 7.
And just a funny picture of my sweet little boy who is about to turn 1! Sometimes I don't realize how bald and round he is...but this clearly accentuates both.
