Someone recently asked me, "How can you not like Christmas?" Uh, the forced socializing, the inability to quietly opt out of consumerism like I manage to do the rest of the year, the availability of sugar and the headaches that accompany it, the increased demands and expectations coupled with the decreased time in which to fulfill them. You can see why it's tempting to stay under the covers until mid-January.
Not this year!
I woke up one day and realized that many people actually like and look forward to Christmas. Why can't I be one of them? Well, this year, I am.
Or at least I'm pretending to be.
So, on the day after Thanksgiving, I welcomed Christmas into my home. I figured I would start with the traditions that I truly enjoy.
We set up the nativity scene (what a relief that my daughters no longer feel the need to take Baby Jesus all around the house, as in previous years).
The tree will come later, when Music Man is free. But that's no reason to keep the tree skirt boxed up!
I've not done any actual shopping, but that will come. For now, I'm still making my list and checking it twice.