I'm a Christmas freak. I know, it's kind of weird - I married into a Jewish family and have a son that I'm raising Jewish. But, I love Christmas an awful lot. I love the decorations, I love the lights, I love my inflatable snowman & my deer with the electric motors that make their heads move. I love Christmas trees, I love presents and I love Christmas shopping. I love everything about the holiday - I love holiday music, I love holiday parties, I love holiday concerts. It's all good.
My living room has vomited Christmas right now. I'm slow this year, getting the decorations out - between my funny work schedule (baby during the day, teaching at night), my class schedule and my life schedule (the rare occasions I see The Wife and have meals with her), I just haven't gotten around to it. But, my tree is up and strewn with lights. I haven't hung the ornaments on it yet. My light sets are out, just not spread around outside yet - that's tomorrow's job.
I usually like to do the decorating during Thanksgiving break, but my in-laws are uncomfortable with the whole idea of Christmas things, so out of respect, I don't do 'em then. Whatever. It doesn't make a difference - usually, I've done the weekend right after. Last weekend I was a bit under the weather and didn't put 'em up.
Mmmm... good stuff. I want a house like the Griswalds. My brother's done it. I'm next. The Boy will help when he's able. It's just FUN.