1) Still want to hang out with me
2) Still believe in Santa Claus
3) are open and excited and haven’t become cynical jaded f*cks.
That time will come, but till then I’m loving it. I love sharing them with my mom
and going to holiday teas, church Christmas boutiques, (my splurge here from the Solvang Bakery) Last year my splurge was piano playing miniature teddy bear. What can I say I’m weak for Christmas kitsch.
Making hot chocolate, buying our tree. They insisted on flocked this year. I have bought ONE gift so far and need to do my budget of what is possible, but in the last few years I’ve just come to accept that anxiety at what I’m putting on the credit card is as much a part of Christmas time as hot apple cider. Oh, by the way Christmas bazaars, this year no one has had hot apple cider. What gives? I’m calling Fox News.
Christmas time goes so fast that one really has to have everything staged and ready to go. I’m pretty good, but still trying to dig out my Nat King Cole and Frank Sinatra holiday CD’s. Good I have spotify, but I have to skip a lot these modern ballads.. blech.
One reason I have been looking forward to Christmas is so that Vivien can finally wear this exquisite dress that Mark’s cousin Vicki made for her. She visited us earlier this year and we went fabric shopping. She went back to Oregon and then sent us this picture perfect dress. Red velvet, green silk sash, ruching on the shoulders. A one of kind. Years from now when Vivien is off clubbing or running her medical practice I will be clutching this dress, shooing my cats away from its beauty.