Well, as it turns out, she's "discovered" what she would like her Christmases to be like. I say "discovered" with fluffy bunny ears because I'm not sure if that's the appropriate word for it. But I digress.
In my mind it would look a little something like this.
I'm really excited about it too, a lot (not alot) because of the fact that I actually kinda like Christmas.. yes I said, I like Christmas. Not everything about Christmas obviously, but there's a lot things about it that I enjoy. For instance the Advent wreath lighting up an otherwise dark and gloomy winter is something I've always enjoyed. So it makes me very happy that my wife-to-be is excited to celebrate something that I hope to call our kind of Christmas.
But I know what kind of Feast she wants, and on a serious note, it sounds really awesome so I'm just as eager about it. Besides I'm also going to get a flamboyant vest, so hell yeah!..
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I think I'm the first person ever to include the words flamboyant vest and hell yeah in the same sentence.
The Feast we're going to have is probably going to be more like this. Which I'm fine with, in fact I'm equally eager about it. Since things that I like about Christmas can still be included and as long as I get my flamboyant vest I'm cool.
But I know what kind of Feast she wants, and on a serious note, it sounds really awesome so I'm just as eager about it. Besides I'm also going to get a flamboyant vest, so hell yeah!..
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I think I'm the first person ever to include the words flamboyant vest and hell yeah in the same sentence.
And a huge codpiece wouldn't hurt either.