Christmas Eve is almost better than Christmas Day in my opinion.

Although the anticipation of setting out cookies for Santa (and carrots for the reindeer) doesn’t exist as it did in my 3rd grade self – dreaming of sugar plums and American Girl dolls – the eve of December 25th has universal magic no matter what age you are.

Then, after waiting 364 days for another day of family, overplayed Christmas tunes, stockings, and sweets, the day is over all too fast.

I got a late start getting in the holiday spirit this year, so even though I realize it’s time to look ahead to 2013 and those popular things called resolutions, I’m stubbornly relishing in the joyful season as long as I possibly can. 

Small town, big tree.

Cozy Christmas fire. 

Candy Cane Lane green tee & cookies.

Eggnog flapjacks… that were a flop.

Old placecard, older china. 

 

Butter and sugar-free pecan sticky buns… I can’t fool you? ;)

Home sweet home.

May the joy of the holiday season follow you into the new year!

xo Hill

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