1. Red cups at Starbucks. I know, I know… I am sucked right into the most obvious commercial ploy known to man. But.
2. Starting early.
3. The Christmas Train in Stanley Park.
4. The smell of the cinnamon/nutmeg/clove mixture we keep simmering on the stove all day long from November onward.
5. White lights everywhere.
6. The quiet of a perfect, icy night.
7. A Child’s Christmas in Wales — we listen every Christmas eve.
8. My Christmas category.
9. Dreaming of snow (not Vancouver 7-Up Slurpee snow, but TRUE SNOW.)
10. Making fun of my grandfather at Christmas dinner, just before he steals half the turkey from my plate in retribution.
11. My mom’s 14,000 Christmas trees around her house.
12. A veritable infestation of mandarin oranges.
13. Little girls in their Christmas dresses, all velvet and new patent shoes. I remember having a new one every year.
14. Busting out the sparkly rings at parties. (No, I don’t own it. YES, I wish.)
15. “Sharpening” the ends of candy canes and threatening people with my “holiday shiv”.
16. The boxes of chocolates that need “guides” (I like caramels, orange cremes, and cherries.)
17. My mom’s holiday (I think she actually wears it year round now) lotion that makes her smell like a cookie.
18. Our $3 Santa hats.
19. Pretending that it’s environmentalism that prevents me from wrapping gifts when really I JUST SUCK AT IT. Well, I don’t suck at it. I just don’t LOVE it. And try putting your gifts next to ones my mom has wrapped. Shame.
20. Someone to truly appreciate the mistletoe with this year.
Love to all!
That guy needs to shave.
Now I’m sort of in the mood too! (I got a red Starbucks cup last week and I must say, I’m a sucker too.)
I love it! It may be a little bit too early for me to get into the Christmas spirit (I start getting ready after American Thanksgiving), but I love your list!
Meg. #15. In a class. Of its own.
(Don’t know how you come up with this stuff.) :-)
Who wouldn’t want to be under the mistletoe with either of you? [Respective gender accounted for and all.]
This is Mom actually,…Re # 13…Remember the Christmas I was recovering from a slipped disk and Christmas managed to happen anyway, despite everyone predicting it couldn’t – “Oh NO – the Sunday School Christmas program!!!What will we do!!??” The only thing that still remains a secret is exactly how much your Dad spent on the only “store-boughten” Christmas you ever wore until you were 15. The thought of the two of you shopping together unchaperoned still gives me the whim-whams.
Christmas DRESS – silly me!
I LOVE the red Starbucks cups too! It’s the only time of the year I allow myself peppermint mochas.
Red cups are out in both Starbucks in Tsawwassen … have been for almost a week. I think its only the Grande size though. I love them too. even though I’m no where near ready for Christmas, they just make you happy.