+ Hot chocolate with whipped cream. And marshmallows. And cinnamon. And maybe some crushed peppermint on top. And, ok, like some sprinkles or whatever.
+ Drinking said hot chocolate while laying in bed with flannel sheets of the Christmas persuasion.
+ Pine scented everything.
+ Wood burning fires.
+ Spying on the company across the street from work. I can see directly into their board room (more like a BORED room, am I right?!)(bye). There's a guy with a ponytail who takes a smoke break every 10 minutes. I've named him Johnny. One time Johnny drank a beer at work. I can't say I blame him.
+ Anything plaid or fair isle. If your mother would wear it in the mountains, I want it.
+ The Christmas tree. Bet you haven't heard that before.
+ Chili and cornbread. Especially when you make up your own chili recipe on the fly and it's better than any other recipe.
+ Snow. I'm ignoring the fact that we don't have any. Ahem.
+ Clocking out. I ain't no hero. I'm not pretending I have a dream job.
+ Tracking online orders. The anticipation! The anxiety! The DRAMA! It's like practicing for my due date.
+ The thought of having an organized closet. Not actually doing it, but thinking about how nice it will be once it's done. You feel me?
+ Sipping tea at work in the morning while putting in my headphones and drowning out all the people. Tea is my constant companion since coffee betrayed me. Not bitter. Do I sound bitter?
+ Scarves the size of a queen sized comforter.
+ Cookie cutters. And mason jars. And putting cookie cutters in mason jars. I don't know. I have a thing for putting things in jars.
+ New glasses. From the internets. And the fact that they're so cheap you can buy another pair of glasses just for fun. From the internets.
+ The Santa Claus movies, except only the first one. Also anything with Tim Allen.
+ The prices at Hobby Lobby. Yes, I WILL buy another cookie tin. Thank you.
+ Fleece. I know I mentioned that already but this is important. I want to be swaddled in it like a newborn baby.
+ The idea of baking cookies this weekend. Will I do it? Probably not. But I like the idea of doing it. As long as James does the dishes. What? Who said that?
+ Waking up in the middle of the night to find myself sharing my pillow with the cat. Maybe I don't love this, but it's kind of adorable for two seconds.
+ Words with Friends. Because I'm still living in 2011.
+ Two days without nausea medicine sans puking. YOU HEARD ME. Livin' the dream over here.
What is making you jolly these days? Let's talk about it and hug.