I feel that with all the excitement of having my brother back home, and the kitchen smelling savory with delectable undertones of desserts and dishes being cooked, and the house being tidied and scrubbed until it is practically radiating light, that tomorrow MUST be Christmas. But it's rather nice to know that it's not. First we get to enjoy Thanksgiving and then the Christmas celebration begins. And we get to welcome him home all over again, and we get to cook and clean and feel the excitement all over again next month. Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
