But...
I can't for the life of me think of anything interesting to write about.
You'd think after not having written for a month, and for months before that, I'd be full of insightful musings, life lessons, brilliant commentary on our times, or at the very least a funny story or two.
But I think writing is one of those "the more you do it the easier it is" type things, and aside from limosine reservations, dining recommendations, and my rent check, I haven't been writing much of anything.
What I can say is that I'm more than a little excited that it's the holiday season.
It's crazy that in all my 30 years this is the first where I truly have my own house to decorate. Most unfortunately, it's also the year that I have next to no money to spend on decorations.
Either way, I'm so happy with our coastal Christmas decor. Here's our living room:
Note: there is a now a real stocking where Rob's blue sock once was.
And I've decorated frugally!
Exhibit A: Pumpkin (photo above) I couldn't stand to throw away + stupid hat Rob was given at work = magical transformation into special Christmas elf.
Exhibit B:
Autumn decor and some metallic paint from Michael's and you got yourself some nice little economical Christmas decorations, am I right?
Finally, I'm proud to announce that I live with someone who loves Christmas music as much, if not more, than I do (don't tell him I told you--I could see him getting embarassed by this type of thing.) And all this time I thought I was Christmas music's foremost devotee. He also has an unprecedented love of egg nog, a fact of which I think he wouldn't be embarassed at all.
Bing Crosby and Elivs Christmas songs are on when we wake up so he can jam in the shower, and on as soon as we come home at night. And I love it.
If I don't write before then (which I aspire to but, let's be honest, very possibly may not) I hope everyone has a very happy holiday season!
