That feeling when you're trudging through the crisp air among evergreen trees, searching for just the right tree to cut down in sweet-smelling decision.
That feeling when the hot pigs 'n blankets come out of the oven, pepper jelly glows atop a chunk of cream cheese, and the crinkly wrapper comes off the traditional chocolate orange.
That feeling when the star from last year doesn't quite fit this tree and an impromptu visit to the store in the last rays of sunlight yields a brand-new tree topper, perfect for this Christmas.
That feeling when the nativity we've had for years fits perfectly on the shelf in the living room and reminds us all of the true meaning of Christmas with its quiet beauty and sweet truth.
That feeling when the lights woven into the tree get plugged in and come to life in beautiful glowing colors of red, yellow, green, and blue, when you squint your eyes just right and they become magical blurs of glimmering light.
That feeling when you sit down at last and look at the tree you just helped decorate, and everything looks beautiful.
That feeling when you head home to your own apartment and take a last glance at the little house in the big woods in your rearview mirror and get that happy glow of holiday anticipation in your stomach at the welcoming sight behind you.