Well, turns out I'm not too excited for Christmas. It seems like I hate it more and more every year. I don't know why though. It's like... Every year I realize how materialistic everyone is and I just don't think that's what Christmas is all about. Not only is it about the day that Baby Jesus was born, but it's about family, and the time that we spend together. And no one in my family ever does that.
Just wait. Tomorrow morning everyone in my family is going to get up really early and open presents in "the spirit of Christmas." we'll all retire to our own spaces in the house and congregate again for dinner. After dinner, we won't see each other until tomorrow. Hoorah for the spirit of Christmas.
On the other hand, I really did like going Christmas shopping for my mom today. Or maybe it was just spending time with my dad. I think it was more about the time with my dad. But regardless, I still can't wait to see how much mom's going to love what we got her.
What I really want to do on Christmas is go into town, any town really, and walk around looking at all the pretty lights. I don't want to hibernate in a car because it's "too cold outside." That's what warm clothes were made for. But yes, I would really like to spend my Christmas evening strolling through the town and admiring the beautiful lights.
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