Baby, It's Cold Outside.

-5, "feels like" -15 apparently!
It was a day for thermals and deerstalkers (yes I have one of those, and completely understand why people wear them now) and scarves wrapped over mouths. Hot chocolate and gingerbread.
It is flurrying now and we even had some crispy white stuff yesterday.

So, it seemed like the perfect day to drag the Christmas tree from the garage, up three flights of stairs into our apartment and then figure out where I'd hidden the decorations from last year. That effort certainly gave my sinuses a run for their money!
We watched "A Christmas Story" ("You'll shoot your eye out!") and gussied up our tree. It's a fake one but still looks very pretty. We decided last year that vacuuming needles every day wasn't going to inspire much Christmas spirit. Maybe another year.
For now, this is our tree...

Unadorned.

Distracted by the movie.

A little help required.

 

Imagine now that you, like me, have switched off the lights and are sitting next to the tree in all it's glory (steadfastly ignoring the fact that your ears and sinuses are blocked).  You're burning a pine needle and mandarin candle (which you imagine smells delicious and Christmas-y) whilst listening to this song...

 

'Cause baby, it's COLD outside!