Christmas Nut!

I'm going to out my husband. I'll ask forgiveness after he reads this post. Might even have to cook something yummy for him so that he forgets about it altogether.

Ben is crazy about Christmas. It is so funny to watch my usually mellow, bean-counter husband magically transform into an excited, Christmas-song-singing-nut whenever the season approaches. I love it when we visit North Carolina for Christmas because his excitement multiplies when he is with his family. It is so true that something about going home gives us all permission to become kids again.

This year is no different. Here it is not even Thanksgiving, and Ben has already hauled out all his Christmas music. We heard this music ALL weekend long. Is it my imagination, or does Christmas, like football season, seem to begin earlier and earlier each year? I have to admit it was kinda nice though. My Christmas nut is back.

Sorry hon! Steaks for dinner??