Most people I know complain about the snow and the cold weather. I do find it silly as the majority of them have only ever lived here in Nebraska. Every year it seems like people are shocked when Winter blows in. I, however, absolutely love Winter.
Don’t get me wrong, I could do without the cold weather related illnesses and itchy dry skin, but I accept those as temporary annoyances for the season that brings me the most joy.
The cold weather started blowing in a few weeks ago. We have had 2 snow falls already and I admire it so much! Halloween was pretty frigid, but that is pretty common around here. [Be sure to plan for costumes that are warm or can be worn over many layers or winter coats!]
Sunday night we were leaving Chris’ parent’s house. As we stepped out of the garage I told them I could smell the snow was coming. His dad giggled at me. I can almost always smell it before it comes. I am a snow baby. Though the technical first day of Winter isn’t until December 21st, I still consider myself a Winter baby (Dec. 7th). If there isn’t snow on the ground on my birthday, it just doesn’t feel right.
I feel like we have gotten so much busier these days that seasons just seem to pass us by. I want to harness every day. I want to have all the cuddly movie nights possible watching feel good movies with my family. I want to cook, bake, and craft while listening to all the good Christmas tunes.
Okay, okay, I know “what about Thanksgiving!?” Thanksgiving is like pre-gaming for Christmas. I love Thanksgiving, but that doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy my twinkly lights for both. There are no rules about what is right or wrong in the decor department. If I want to enjoy my decor for more than 25 days, then I will do just that. As fast as these days go, 25 just isn’t enough! Besides, when was being happy ever considered a bad thing? No one is skipping Thanksgiving. We are simply trying to #1 beat the weather so we aren’t hanging decorations outside in a blizzard and #2 enjoying the entire holiday season!
If that is so wrong, then I don’t want to be right.