The automatic right to nibble on nuts and/or chocolate all day without anyone raising an eyebrow
Feeling the love with all my friends and family, with visits and nights out and hugs and cards and general cheery mumpetness
The Christmas Fluff (pictured below) - a pair of completely pointless fluffy balls on sticks in silver plant pots that Mr Meep and I bought many moons ago when we lived in a flat too tiny to fit a tree in
Gingerbread lattes from that evil corporate coffee chain (clearly my ethics are having a little festive break)
On a less festive note, I have had gastric flu (Monday to Wednesday) AND a cold (just starting today) all in one week. And the snail has a tooth and is very grumpy and screams. A lot. It doesn't make for a good combo. Bah.