Favorite Color

At some point in our lives we were all asked what our favorite color was.  For me this was a question that although consistently answered with the utmost integrity was still answered differently almost every time it was asked.  For me a favorite color is like your favorite drink: it may be lemonade in July, but on a cold winter day you'll be saying hot chocolate.  My favorite color changes with the mood I'm  in, the stage of life I'm going through, and most importantly context.  If I'm commenting on curtains pink suddenly doesn't look so inviting, but it is quickly again my top runner when I pick out a new purse.  Just as a testament to how different Andy and I truly are, his favorite color has never and seems to never be in danger of changing.  Although he will consistently tell me it is my choice when picking out colors for the bathroom, bedroom, or kitchen, when asking his opinion I am always assured of my answer.  Blue not to be confused with turquoise or periwinkle...just simple blue.  So this year, as we are starting to map out some of our new Christmas traditions Andy, without even realizing it, picked out blue Christmas lights, a blue stocking, and hopes to find a blue 'ish' star for our tree.  I guess green and red are out. The Prescott's celebrate the season simply blue.