I miss Christmas already

Life isn't fair. I had to be back at work on Monday and the hubs is off this week. It took every ounce of maturity in my body to not dump a bucket of water on him this morning. Haha, yes, I'm mature and I didn't do it.

But really, I want to go back to Christmas because this looks like much more fun:

Christmas dinner at my Aunt and Uncle's farm in New Jersey. Yes, there are actually farms in New Jersey.


The wintry view outside my childhood bedroom window. That field looking area is actually a lake.