“When I’m on holiday, you’re not cooking – and I’ll only cook if I want to.”
This is what Hubbie said to me a couple weeks back in regards to his upcoming Jan holidays.
I spread my arms out: ‘Praise the Lord.’
“Seriously,” I said, “You don’t have to buy me any Christmas presents. You’ve done it, just there.”
(But I happen to know he’s jacked up the credit card walking into a very lovely shop by the name of Mimco… so all is good there 😉 )
Three nights ago, putting up the Christmas tree. Listening to Buble and Mariah in the background, doing their own equally fantastic versions of ‘All I Want for Christmas,’ decorating the branches, putting up festive expressions of cheer throughout the house… so freaking excited.
Yes, I am that person who enjoys Christmas songs. Suck it.
I get all happy and nostalgic-emotional at this time of year when I enter shops and they’re playing Christmas tunes… bless.
Christmas + Summer + Holiday Season = Good Times 🙂
(How do you Winter Christmas-goers cope? With lots of warm alcohol I bet 😉 )
smikg 