It's our first Christmas in our own house. We spent last Christmas together as our first official holiday living together, but in an apartment that was terrible, leaky and drafty. We had a tree and some decorations, but it was a half-hearted attempt at the holidays.
This year has been an all out endevor to fully celebrate every aspect of the holidays. We got a turkey and all the fixings: green bean cassarole, stuffing, sweet and regular mashed potatoes, corn bread, cranberry from a can. We invited over a large group of friends, went through several bottles of wine and celebrated Thanksgiving in our own special way.
The FH and I had to split up for the real Turkey day, due to his shift work. It did mean that I got to spend the holidays with my family in raucuous laughter and good times arguing over cards games. I knew that once the shopping was done on Super-Sale-Friday we would start decorating. I had work on Friday and Saturday and figured we could start on Saturday night and I could finish on Sunday when the FH went to work. WELL WAS I WRONG.
I went minor shopping on Friday morning, then went back to bed around 6 am to get some more rest before work. The darling FH went out with his mom to help her out while shopping. I came home from work around 7 that night to find our new house all decorated outside with tons of multi-colored lights wrapped around the porch and house. I had a smile ear to ear. I rushed into the house to find a brand-new Christmas tree put together with sparkly new LED lights. He wanted to surprise me and have the house ready for Christmas. I fell in love all over again. He knows that in my family Christmas is THE HOLIDAY and everyone decorates to the 9s and then some. After some kisses and almost tears, we made some hot chocolate and pulled out the box of ornaments. He put on some Christmas music and we decorated the tree together. I tried several times not to cry as I realized exactly what makes my FH so special: he's sweet, thoughtful, still surprises me after 6 years and I can fall in love over and over again when he smiles at me.