Christmas and New Year's

I find myself to be not as festive as I might like. Christmas had a lot of the regular things. Gifts, family, food. I'm actually sort of bored, however. I'm beginning to think that this may be why people have children. What else is there to do? The kids are the ones with all the activities, toys, etc. Plus, they get all excited about stuff. I got a camera and I really liked it.

Now, the next challenge is to decide what to do for New Years'. Unfortunately for me, Georgia Tech is playing in a bowl game on New Years' Eve and everyone I know is watching it. I hate football. Not sure what to do about it. Let me know if you have any ideas. It's depressing to think that I'll spend another new year going to bed early.

I have a Christmas song in my head but otherwise...

I keep being surprised how late in the month it is because I'm really not experiencing Christmas at all. We have a small aluminum tree with attached lights which we put up on a table near the front window so that it looks, from the street, like we have a regular-sized aluminum tree. I completed my Christmas shopping the weekend after Thanksgiving. Thanks to the crappy economy, it wasn't very crowded. Now I just get up and go to work every day...nothing has changed. This sort of depresses me. Also, it's kind of hot outside. I will continue humming my song. "Ding dong merrily on high!"

Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus

The title of the blog is inspired by Emily's quiz, asking me how I feel about Christmas music. I think the answer is that it depends on my mood but that, for the most part, I like Christmas stuff. My coffee lady has had the stuff out since Halloween and I enjoy it. I don't really mind that it comes early anymore because time moves so fast for me now.

I did almost all of my Christmas shopping this weekend (crowd applauds) and, in the stores, they were playing Christmas carols that stayed in my head long enough for me to get through wrapping the presents in the Christmas spirit. I also proceeded to drag some Christmas stuff up from my dad's basement and put it all over the house (much to my dad's chagrin). My sister will be glad, when she arrives, that there is at least a little bit of Christmas stuff. She apparently put out Thanksgiving stuff last time she was at Dad's so we're decorating for each other. I moved my sister's pumpkin from the front steps to the back yard, changed the harvest wreath she put up for some giant plastic bells, and shook the dust off of the Christmas tree doormat (which has been on the front porch all year). Dad claims indifference toward Christmas decorations but I'd like to point out that he's the person who purchased the giant bells. One year he even got some of those light-up deer for the front yard, which have since broken.

So, bottom line, I like Christmas carols. The Little Drummer Boy came on in the car on the way home and I cried...