It’s not even December yet, and I am ON IT.

The tree is up, Christmas cards are ordered, presents are arriving in the mail and I am feeling pretty proud of myself. I am owning Christmas this year. 

I might look harmless, but let me tell you … I can be hardcore when I set my mind to it. Don’t mistake my niceness for weakness.   

My husband, who I had to force into wearing this striped sweater, will back me up on this.