We have a Christmas tree, it is decorated, there are lights.  It is official.  I am grown up-ish.  The tree may be fake and only four feet tall, but is is cheery.

I am also holding a Holiday party.  There will be wine and food, and if I can make it—Eggnog.

Right now Ankara is cold and dreary and rainy.  I don’t mind the cold so much, but I wish the rain would switch over to snow.  Then the world would be ready for Santa, because I know I am!