Norma Shearer under the mistletoe.

I love this Holiday! I hope everyone had a very merry Christmas filled with lots and lots of Xs and Os.

oh my goodness.

I think I might like baking.

shoot.

a few reasons I resist this:

1. most women prefer baking (gender roles!)

2. anal people like baking (I'm not rigid!)

3. it's less spontaneous

(I can think on my feet, right?)

The good part about baking: 
Sweets. I mean... right?!

 NERDS, tomorrow is Christmas Eve! I feel like dancing. Dancing wild. Dancing like this:

Why is there not a year round chocolate advent calendar?

Went outside for a bit and saw a couple driving a minivan with a mattress on top, secured only by the driver's left hand and the passenger's right hand. Go America!

This video has brought me so much joy.

If someone told me Wyatt Henrie choreographed this, I wouldn't be at all surprised.

I'm babysitting. And I want to punch myself in the eye.

I can't tell if I'm embarrassed or not. I'm watching veggie tales all by myself. I guess I'll find out when someone gets home.

This channeled me into the holiday spirit. A spearmint flavored breath of fresh holiday air. Christmas is almost here. My favorite character is the star. The little hands flapping up and down were/are the most endearing gesture I have ever seen. I loved this.

Playlist of songs that make me feel like I do when it's raining.

 This is mighty fun.

I'm looking at pictures of Wyatt and I as babies. My Grandpa is in them too. It's making me miss him.

I wish limbs were detachable during naps. My arms are always in the stinkin way.

winter

She's not really here quite yet, Sister Winter, but I can hear her coming. I like to think of her trudging through a forest somewhere, lit by firelight, in the snow, coming sweetly but with wild eyes. All bundled up. She's bringing with her a basket of early bedtimes, just for me, ones accompanied by warm milk and lavender. Usually I wake up very early in the morning to get ready for school and stuff, but sometimes in winter I like to snuggle in bed a bit longer, all cozy by the light of a flickering candle. That's what winter is to me, in so many ways...pools of light in the darkness, pops of color against all the gray. Peppermint swirls and lemon yellow. Shops and neighborhoods glowing against the blackest nights of the year.I can't wait for winter break. I just can't stand it. I really can't.