Yeah, it's that time again.  Wal-Mart has cleaned out the halloween decorations and filled the gaps with Christmas decorations.  Normally I don't bother with them until about a week before Christmas, but this year I decided to go ahead and start. Who knows...maybe it'll put me in the mood earlier.

I never realized how much Christmas was pretty much a child's holiday until I left my childhood behind me.  Now it seems like we do a lot a running around for one day....and then it's over.  Or maybe it's the fact that I leave everything until the last minute.  Either way, I've decided to to give it a try.

I've been buying small little things to spread around the house to try and cheer the place up - you know, those fake poinsetta plants, things like that.  At a local 99 cent store I found some cute window clingies and I'm driving my mother mental by running around the house sticking them up all over the place.

The tree won't come down until the week of Christmas.  I like the tree....but it always cuts off so much of our living room. Sometimes you can't see the person you're talking to!  Very pretty, though.

We stopped getting a real tree a few years back.  I'm not sorry to see it go. When I was in my depressed teen years, I couldn't understand why we celebrated Christmas by slicing into a tree, stuffing it into our houses, decorating it, and watching it slowly die. It seemed rather goth to me, heh.  At least now there's little to no vaccuming, and the dogs never seem interested in cocking a leg against it.  More importantly, we know it's not dying.  I understand some people's need to have a "traditional" tree, but man it irritates me when people come into the house and look at our tree like it's some diseased monkey we have nailed to a wall or something.  Oh well...to each his own. Heh.

Anyway, time for me to go.  Now that I've left you with the image of a diseased money nailed to a wall, I shall leave you.

Happy Holidays!