Wintergirl.

I want it to snow. I want it to snow. I want it to snow. It's getting towards Christmas, which has been officially renamed Cutemas in my book, and so I am turning into a child again, with a head spinning with tinsel-fairylights-paper-glitter-singing-smiles. Last night I chased a man dressed as Santa up the road, pulled in a sleigh in turn pulled by a car. I ran and ran and ran and ran, and when I caught up with him he laughed, and gave me a lollypop, and told me I had ovbiously been a good girl this year, so he would see me in a few weeks. Magical. First Christmas with the boy, so exciting, so terrifying, so wonderful all at the same time, need to feed him,sign of love don't you know aha. My NY resolution I think will be to spend more time on here, I love writing blog entries but I never seem to get round to them, and I know I am in trouble with a few people for this.