Christmas First

Christmas First

December isn’t the start of the Christmas season anymore. Apparently, Christmas Season starts in summer now. I am one of those people who always spends the last few weeks before Christmas panicking! I rarely start thinking, let alone buying earlier. I’m sure starting in July helps people like me. Unfortunately, not me… I don’t even have my list written, let alone ideas. However, I do finally jump on the Christmas acknowledgement wagon when I flip up December on my calendar. Then, after a few panic attacks, I start catching up.

I’d catch up sooner if we got some snow. They’re predicting snow this week! Just “flurries,” but even if they melt on landing, it stirs up something. I remember the year it didn’t snow until late January! Yikes! Some of my family still tell stories of the outrageous Christmas presents they got that year! The kids thought Santa must have had too much eggnog! (Well, that’s what I told them as they opened their presents that day.) My husband just shook his head. A husband, I might add, who never did any Christmas Shopping himself, except his present for me.

The star of Christmas, of course, is the tree. I have a fake tree, it’s beautiful. I spent extra on it so my husband would stop complaining about fake trees looking crappy. I on the other hand hate seeing all those real trees lying useless at the curb afterwards, waiting for the rest of their short lifespan to end. Don’t bother with your ‘it’s just a tree’ on me. I’ve listened to it all, I’m allowed my opinion, even if it’s silly…

So, December first huh. Well, I guess I better start something! I do believe it shall be my coffee pot. After all, I actually have twenty-four more days!