verbicide | it's starting to feel a little bit like christmas!

We got Jeff his first real Christmas tree today! Growing up, his fireman dad wouldn't let them have one! So we went to one of the local tree lots and bought a gorgeous Norwegian Spruce. We ran a whole mess of errands--grocery store and Fred Meyer for tree stuff. Jeff was extra sassy today which kept cracking me up.

We started the day at the Mad Greek in Ballard which has really terrific food. I'd forgotten how much I love their gyros. Jeff kept asking, "How did you find this place?" And his tone smacked of betrayal that I'd hidden it from him so long; that I would take him to Georgia's when I knew the Mad Greek existed. As we passed by Georgia's later on, Jeff shook his fist at them, "You're dead to me now!"

Lugging everything upstairs and putting it all away was less fun, but the tree is up! And there are twinkling white lights! I ran over to Jeff with a small wrapped present:

Me: I got you a little something!
Jeff *glower* WHAT!? Why?
Me: NO YELLING. I think the new rule is that you should look at what it is before yelling at me.
Jeff: *sheepish* Okay. (he unwraps a small wooden bear ornament). Awww, it's a bear!
Me: See! This is why you should look at the things I give you before yelling at me!
Jeff: I didn't yell...
Me: You had Yell Face!
Jeff: I did have Yell Face. Hee. But someone's got to keep you in line!
Me: Uh HUH.

[Jeff, who is the biggest lunatic I have ever met about receiving presents, complains I get him too much. Which, I don't. He's just certifiable.]

We are both totally sacked out now. I'm obsessively reading The Pioneer Woman's blog and Jeff's watching Hannibal. We're going to a party one of his co-workers is throwing (my former co-worker and friend, too). The theme is tacky Christmas sweaters. We got Jeff this fur-lined vest-monstrosity that can not be believed. I'm going to wear more along the lines of a ski sweater that doesn't have reindeer or Frosty or similar. I've got the pomegranate martinis ready to go. Though I have to admit, I'm so tired I could really just curl up and watch TV for the rest of the night by the light of a roaring fire and twinkling tree lights. That can be tomorrow. It's something really nice to look forward to.