It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas ... Um, no, it isn't. Or it shouldn't be because it's November 9th. November 9th. And yet the stores are well decorated, the Salvation Army is out in force and yesterday in Kroger Jon and I heard Jingle Bells over the loud speaker. And I cannot resist, apparently, the lure of snowmen. Especially the "marshmallow" variety. Hence, my first Christmas purchase of the year. Usually I hate Christmas things before Thanksgiving, believing that by the time Dec 25th rolls around I'll be suffering from good will towards men overkill but this year I don't seem to mind.
Maybe I really am nesting. Jon seems to think so.
18 days. Just 18.
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