I love the holidays, but I don't have much to say about them. My favorite thing to do is to put together is a good old fashioned stocking -- finding just the right silly and tasty treats out of the BAZILLION possible options is a delight to me. I'm pretty sure that Southern Season "grocery" store (NOBODY actually buys their daily groceries there in full right?!) was built to enable Christmas stocking treats. I hope I can pass on my love of giving things to others to Freddie -- saying that in writing makes me sound like the least humble person ever, now that I think about it. OH YES LET ME PASS ON MY GENEROSITY, HO HO HO GO ME. Geez. Oh well. Giving gifts is marvelous. It just IS. It warms the cockles of my cold cold heart.
Speaking of hearts that DON'T grow however many sizes bigger, don't get me started on my Elf on the Shelf-grinch-hater stance. Nope. I'm only going to talk about nice things. Sugar plum opinions only, that's me!
Cocoa is marvelous and nice. I wrote a review of cocoa a little while ago for the RVANews Holiday Guide, and it's possibly my favorite piece of my work all year. I know, a cocoa review, whatever right? But it was the one chance I got to go out, sit down in a coffeeshop, and write with zero interruptions and I just felt ON IT. I just had a lot of fun writing it. So if you're into cocoa and jokes, I'll just point you in the direction of my Cocoa Quest.
ETA: I use the word just WAY too much. Just way too much.