I'm a Christmas freak.
My tree goes up the first week of November. This year it went up on the 4th. 374 used to moan and groan, but he's learned that it's easier to give in and indulge me than it is to listen to me ask daily for him to bring the decorations out of the attic.
I listen to Christmas music all year long.
I live for this time of year. There's something about a lit up tree, peppermint mocha coffee, warm sweaters, snowy night, and buying gifts that makes me feel all fuzzy and warm.
Okay, I'll stop now before I make someone puke.
Oh, and I also dress my dog up for the season. This sweater had me at "antlers". He reminds me of the dog from the Grinch.
You might imagine the groan and eye roll 374 gave me when the dog came running from the kitchen in his new outfit. However, there was also a TINY smirk of a smile. Yea, he thought it was cute too.