I’m not a slippers person; I typically wear socks when I’m hanging out at home.
This morning, the pair I grabbed in the dark, as I stumbled from bed, were my Christmas Reindeer Socks. They were a gift from a friend several years ago. They are soft, and warm, and cozy, and they make me smile whenever I wear them.
Some of the smile is because they are whimsical socks, and some of the smile is because I am thinking of my friendship. It’s a good combination. It’s a good way to start the day.
To go along with the Christmas Reindeer Socks, the appropriate cuppa is the Christmas Snowman Cuppa. A little Christmas in July.
Ho-ho-ho and happy Friday.