December is really here, I can't believe it. My dad always jokes that time flies faster the older you get, but this year I'm inclined to believe him. The Saturday after Thanksgiving, Mike and I spent the day putting up the tree, decorating the house, and listening to Christmas music. We hung up all of the ornaments Mike had and then made some new ones out of some Christmas Story stress balls in the shape of the famous leg lamp and bar of soap from the Target dollar section. Mike strung up a couple of his ViewFinders and their picture reels to go on the tree as well.
And now I welcome the long evenings because there's nothing cozier than curling up under the glow of Christmas lights on your very own (first since moving to Boston!) tree.