am an 85 year old woman and I could not be happier about it.

Evidence:

– I asked santa for warm socks and slippers and hand lotion.

– all I want to do is bake and then bake more.

– the inside of my head is 75% Oh Come All Ye Faithful, over and over.

– last night I got home and my Bing Crosby christmas record had arrived and I leapt with joy, just a little bit, but just enough to pull a muscle and hit my leg on a chair. I then dropped the record.

– Tonight manfriend and I are going to make a gingerbread house and I have potentially never been happier about anything in all of life.

– I want to nap for ten years.

– I just googled Bed made of Chicken Pot Pie (note: there is such thing (YET.))