Right. It's snowing. Christmas tree is going up. I've been wondering when I was going to feel it was the right time...it's been such a grey, rainy fall.
But I woke up late last night and checked out the window and there was the thinnest, tiniest layer of snow on the ground and it was all I needed for the Christmas groove to click in. So fa la la la la, la la, la, la.
Our tree is about as big as Charlie Brown's but that's okay. I'll have to put it up high anyway so Leon doesn't dive into it like a kitten. He reminds me a lot of a cat actually. He loves shiny things. He immediately notices anything new in a room and beelines for it to put it in his mouth. He likes to climb everything. If he starts to meow, I may be consulting a medium to see about past cat lives or something...
So I went from groaning at the Christmas displays in stores being up too early, to being full on ready to ho ho ho. Bring it on Christmas gods. Let it snow.
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