I'm sitting here watching the Broncos and Jets games on the television (Go Jets!) and watching the Charger game in play by play on my computer. Of course, I'm wearing my Tomlinson jersey because, well, those Bolts need all the help they can get. It's chilly outside and the leaves are falling off of the neighbor's tree into my new yard. The stockings are hung and the Christmas books are stacked on the table. I feel ready for the season.
I do not feel ready for Christmas. There is still a Kid's Play to rehearse and cookies to be baked and presents to be bought. But I love this time of year. It is, shall I say, the most wonderful time of the year.