I. Don’t. Know. Where. Time. Goes.
We scrambled to get decorations up this weekend, most of it on Saturday...with Christmas music blaring out of every speaker in the house of course.
On Sunday we helped Jacob on his volunteer work, going door to door for the Gignolée—a tradition here during the Holidays, gathering food for the less fortunate. I was the designated driver. More Christmas music playing in the car. Yes, it’s kitsch but I’ve always loved that stuff.
And so it begins.