I'm wearing a sweatshirt with snowflakes that says "let it snow" -
- and I bought my Christmas tree today, to be delivered tomorrow. I was going to put my holiday lights out today, but it's been steadily pouring down and although it hasn't dampened my Christmas spirit as such I would rather not risk my physical self on slick ladders in the rain. They're forecasting a break in the weather tomorrow so I'll do it then.
But I've been driving Himself crazy, humming Christmas music all day long ("Oh, the weather outside is frightful...") and asking if he'd ever been in a horse-drawn sleigh ("Jingle bells!") and eyeing the rain and deciding that it's really wet snow and feeling ridiculously pleased about that.