Selfie Does Tree Trimming

Essentially, my favorite part of Thanksgiving (besides the potatoes) is that the vurrry next day it’s Christmas. Thanksgiving, as a holiday, is not really my jam – the aesthetics are all gourds and leaves and orange and yellow and brown and overeating. It’s like austere Halloween and what’s even the point? ( I mean I love spending time with our families and being grateful, but no). Christmas on the other hand is all bright colors and sparkles and lights and yaaaaaaaassssssssss!!!!!!!!!

“Umm. Selfie that is NOT the point.”  Yeah. Cool. But again, we’re talking holiday aesthetics and I’m right so, shush! Also, SPARKLY HOUSE.

I don’t know about y’all, but I definitely went to the Nana Cornell school of tree decorating so the tree-trimming process is methodical as in “There are supposed to be LAYERS” and “There’s no such thing as too much on a tree”. I also went to the Papa Jose school of interior design so there are also giant, glittery multi-colored flowers on there, too. The lights around the room pick up the sparkle of every decoration and make the room feel cozy and warm and like something magical might happen. Oh…and something magical typically does happen where it’s just cold enough to use our I-thought-this-would-be-insane-for-Texas-Fireplace whilst dressed in my ski-vacation-at-a-cabin PJs.

Anyhoodles, I love our annual tradition of drinking Mr. Selfie’s dangerous eggnog, watching one of my favorite Christmas movies (It’s a Wonderful Life or White Christmas) and decorating the house the second Thanksgiving is over. Every ornament we add to the tree brings back a memory of when we bought it:  Our anniversary trip to Playa or Gator Santa from that rainy Mardis Gras or that time Selfie went crazy at Michaels on her lunch break in 2014. Soon, the mantle will be covered in Christmas cards from all our favorite people across the country and around the world and ahhh! It’s just amazing.

Wrigley being perturbed about a lack of attention is also a classic Christmas tradition