Too Early for Christmas?

There's a lot of debate around how early is TOO early to put up Christmas decorations. Our neighbors put up their tree last weekend, and I am a little envious of the glow of lights that I see in their living room from one of our windows.

It's a lot of work getting the house decorated for the holidays, and frankly, it feels a bit strange to take down the fall-themed décor before Thanksgiving, so I came up with a compromise (with myself...no one else in our house is having opinions about decorating before or after Thanksgiving, lol.)

I decided to put the tree and tree lights up on Friday this weekend. I'm going to hold on putting out the rest of the holiday décor until after turkey day, and that's when the ornaments will go on the tree, as well. But for now, that means that we get to enjoy the hygge glow of the Christmas tree lights for an extra week. It's so pretty and peaceful to sit in the living room on a dark and cold-ish (it's been nice here lately) evening with the holiday lights casting a warm glow.

We're keeping the main focus on turkey and being thankful, but I get to have a little bit of the joyous season sneaking into the home!

Scott's on his third weekend of deer hunting, and then he'll be home for a while. Yahoo! The kids and I have been having fun for the last several weekends, but we miss our chef. I'm clearly not the cook in the family.

Time to start making a simple dinner and get those Christmas tree lights switched on!

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