Everyone I know can vouch for me that I am completely entrenched in the spirit of Christmas and anything else that Christmas even remotely relates to. And I must say that Christmas is probably the single reason that I endure winter at all and don't spend the whole season in Australia (where it's summer). It is the shining light of the gray, wet, dreary, and utterly horrible grotesqueness that is winter in Seattle. And, no, I am not exaggerating.
I love shopping for people. I love Christmas sales. I love Christmas trees. I love Christmas music! I love Christmas movies. I love all the decorations. I love the general good nature that it brings out in people (with the exception of Black Friday). Even the hasty deterioration of generosity in our culture seems to go in reverse for a few short weeks. I love the time with family. I love how Christmas commercialism saturates our entire society all the way down to its core and there is no way to escape it. I know that some of these things are why many people feel the exact opposite of me, but what can I say. I am taken with it.
This will be Judah's first Christmas, which will make it even more memorable. I can't wait! And now, I have some Christmas cleaning to tackle.