I confess I've had my Christmas tree since December 3rd and only got lights and tinsel on it 5 days ago and not a single ornament has been hung yet and this is a super long run on sentence and I totally don't care because I'm 100% not in the holiday mood because it's freaking EIGHTY DEGREES outside right now and f
uck you, El Nino.
I confess I have really great ideas for Christmas gifts for my family and friends until it comes time to actually go shopping. As soon as I get into a store I get shopper's block and completely blank on any and everything I wanted to get them and then usually end up getting something crappy. As soon as I get home I remember all the cool things I wanted to get them. Why I don't write down my ideas is beyond me.
I confess this weather makes me all ragey and stabby. I know that's not much of a confession, but I just really really hate hot weather. And I hate it even more in December. I know I'm not going to get a white Christmas in Houston (except for that one time and I wasn't even there FFS) but I'd at least like to be able to wear a sweater, scarf, coat, and long socks. Shorts and a t-shirt feel about as Christmas as a hot poker to the eye.