Here's a little peek at my Christmas house...
What is it with this week? It started out moving really slowly (Monday) and then suddenly it fast-forwarded all the way to Friday! I mean, no complaints here but Christmas is in like 18 days and I'm not emotionally prepared for that.
Here's my view on Christmas: I LOVE IT.
I know everyone says that. I'm glad we are all in a Christmas Club of Love. It's just that, I get a little crazy sometimes. I think I've mentioned it before, but I will literally cry tears of joy when I hear my favorite Christmas songs. I will tear up at the mention of Christmas Eve. I tear up at the thought of snuggling up and watching Christmas movies... I don't know guys, it's kind of weird. Is anyone else like this?
I decorated my little house for Christmas this past weekend. It hit me out of nowhere, the decorating bug, you know. I've never had my own place to decorate, and it was just kind of extremely exciting and therapeutic to me. It was nice to sit and thoughtfully place the miniature ornaments on my little doll tree.
The thing I love about the holiday season is that feeling of magic in the air. Do you know what I mean? It's like everything becomes a little sparklier, and it feels like anything could happen. It feels like at any moment you could be Cameron Diaz deciding to run back down the snowy road to a sobbing Jude Law! (Please tell me you love that movie like I do.) I mean that figuratively of course, because I have a lovely husband.
It's a feeling of belief. That's what I love about Christmas. That feeling that if you believe in something hard enough, it could be real. It IS real.
Do you know? Do you know what I know?