So, here I am 6 days out from Halloween and I can’t stop thinking about Christmas cards. Since I’m a full-blown grown-up this year — with a house, husband, dogs… it’s probably time that I send out Christmas cards of my own. Not that I have a picture picked out or any real plans to take one. Isn’t that the point of Christmas card shopping? It’s with the best, most true intentions – beautiful natural backdrop, perfect happy smiles… then it gets down to the wire, you pick the photo of your family wearing Mickey Mouse ears at Disney World and call it a day.
The Christmas season came and went last year without it actually ever feeling like Christmas. I had a hard time “getting into the season”. Christmas is my very favorite holiday (well that and Thanksgiving), so I’m taking every precaution to make sure I find myself full of holiday cheer from the very beginning. I decorated my office with peppermint twinkle lights, a mini tree, window clings and a festive candle. I hung stockings, wreaths, snowflakes… and decorated all of the side tables in my house. I did this all yesterday. A full week and a half prior to Thanksgiving – the official date for when Christmas decorations offically become acceptable. I say screw it, who made up those silly guidelines anyways?