Christmas Spirit

My grandmother, Super Granny, always used to give me presents—Surprises, she called them—whenever she would visit. Some of the best ones came near the holidays. There would always be one, usually in November, that would be Christmas-related. To help us get in the Christmas spirit.

The first Christmas ornament of the season!

Christmas is my favorite holiday, anyway. And Christmastime is my favorite time of year, too. But it's also the time of year that I miss Super Granny the most.

So today, despite the fact that I'm well over a month early, I put my Christmas tree up. To get in the Christmas spirit.

I know what you might be thinking. "Why, it's only November 4th!" And you're right.

But I love to go all out for Christmas, and if I'm going to spend so much time and money decorating, why shouldn't I get some good use out of it?

I'll probably wait until after Thanksgiving to put out my wreath, but I have every intention of putting my Christmas lights up soon. Possibly this weekend.

If you don't like it, too bad. I'm going to play the adult card. You know, the, "I'm an adult and I can do what I want and you aren't the boss of me so there!" card. Christmas decor always makes me feel warm and cozy. I think my house looks its best at Christmas, and I'm ready to prove my apartment can look its best this season, too.

I haven't gone overboard yet. But anyone who knows me will tell you...overboard isn't a stretch for me. So I imagine that the amount of Christmas related decorations in my apartment will, ah, multiply as the weeks go by.

For now, I've got my tree, several ornaments, and a welcome mat.

I actually spent most of the day in the car. I drove home from College Station yesterday for a doctors appointment today. After that, since I still have class on Friday, I drove back. I decided while I was home, I'd grab some of my Christmas stuff so that when I come back after Thanksgiving, I'll have less to haul.

I'd pretty much decided by the time I'd loaded it in my car that it was going up soon.

Then, when I got home, I couldn't resist—the box was staring at me, my tree all but begging me to give it some air.

"I am tree! I look taller than I really am!"

See? Not so tall.
And yes. I have a pink Christmas tree.

And my two boxes of ornaments? Practically crying out loud to be unwrapped and on display.

These guys are a little heavy for my tree branches.
So they're adorning my TV stand.

Apparently I was really into snowmen when I bought these.
Also, yes, I bought duplicates. There weren't enough single ornaments I liked to fill my tree with!
And lastly, yes, I know this is an abnormally long photo-caption.
Sorry.

My welcome mat, which I thought had been lost to several unfortunate incidents with a puppy and pee (but had made a remarkable comeback) was simply dying to get a second chance.

"I'm clean again!!!"

Who am I to refuse the Christmas spirit?

Pink tree + ornaments + lights = Happiness.