Growing up my mom always hated when we played christmas before Thanksgiving. Then as I grew older my BFF for life Colleen also hated when people celebrated christmas too early. I always felt like such an odd ball when it came to christmas. Why was I the only one who loved it so much?
Then I met Fletcher and my life changed. I knew we were meant to be when I caught him listening to christmas music in September last year.
Since I nanny early in the morning and I love my husband/want to spend every minute with him Fletcher agreed to get up extra early with me and go to bed early too. He seriously rocks. One day I decided to sleep in a little longer but Fletcher still got up early. Around 5:45 I wake up to music blasting and I am FURIOUS. (I am grouchy when I am tired) I burst open the bathroom door to realize that it is christmas music coming from the speakers. In a split second my mood changes from 'I am about to kill someone' to 'OH MY GOSH I LOVE CHRISTMAS, MY LIFE, MY HUSBAND, THE WORLD IS PERFECT'.
I love christmas and I can't wait to spend it with my smokin' hott husband this year.