So being the jump-the-gun, let's-get-to-it, it's-now-or-never kind of a person that i am, i went to Kelly's (really it's Dustin's) apartment yesterday evening to enjoy Thanksgiving Dinner and decorate for Christmas. True, October isn't even over yet, and people generally put out pumpkins and bales of hay (that yellow stuff horses eat that makes you all itchy after a wagon ride full of it) this time of year, but last night we just couldn't resist the Christmas fever. Plus, I really wanted turkey (we settled for a rotisserie chicken) and dressing.
Kelly made the most amazing yams ever, deviled eggs, green beans, stuffing, "turkey," gravy, and cranberry sauce. DE-LICIOUS. I was stuffed to the point of feeling the need to unbutton that top button on my pants (too much information?). OH, and sweet tea....really sweet tea...that cracked her pitcher, leaving us with no choice but to ladel it out of the pot. God bless the South.
After dinner, out come the trees and decorations. We got all merry and festive as we hung ornaments and drank wassail. There was pumpkin pie too, but i think we were all way too stuffed to even look at it. By the end of the night, the spell of Christmas had definately been cast and woven throughout the cozy apartment. The lights cast a warm, lazy glow throughout the room. The moment was perfect. Sigh....if only i could lay under the tree from now until January 1st.