THIS is what my living room looks like right now:
Yes, you are seeing that correctly: those are baggies of peppermint (AKA Christmas flavored) candies. And yes, that is a Merry Christmas bag in the background. See that light coming from the top right corner? That is shining down from the white lights on the tree.
Christmas is almost here.
Before you get all crazy on me and give me a lesson on how to read a calendar, let me explain. My brother who is currently stationed in Afghanistan (I almost typed Iraq, but that was last time) is home for his mid-tour leave. Two weeks with loved ones before he picks up and heads back on out. I am a firm believer that dates on the calendar are merely suggestions, but ultimately having the people you love around you should determine when the holiday-in-question should actually be celebrated. This could explain why we celebrated Thanksgiving last June (when distant family was in town) as well as three times in November, none of which fell on the actual day, or why my husband and I will be found at home, doing nothing out of the ordinary on Valentine's Day but on Presidents' Day -- when the restaurants are not packed and loud -- we will be out on the town.
Like I said, the dates are merely suggestions.
Unless, of course, it is my birthday. That is a date that should be remembered every year, no exceptions.
It may be January 13 today, but Christmas really is two days away. If you don't believe me, you should have a look under our tree.