Today we ate soup and listened to Christmas music and put up a tree in our living room with lights and sparkly ornaments (all against Adam's will, I'll have you know, except the soup - he liked the soup). For now the tree will be known as a "Thanksgiving Tree" for Adam's sake. But even he has to admit that it's feeling pretty cozy and festive at our place right now.
I'm debating whether or not I should sleep on the floor under my tree tonight, you know like I did when I was 7. I'll let you know what I decide. :)