Being at school, it never really hit me that there was only about a week until Christmas. I left a cold and dreary Goucher with no real signs that the holidays were approaching to come home; I pulled up to a house decked out in lights, with the Christmas tree visible through the upstairs windows. Wreaths and garlands adorn doorways and banisters, the nativity scene by the staircase is sans baby Jesus for a few more days, and the little light up village glows peacefully from its place in the dining room. All of these sights reinforce the fact that Christmas is almost upon us- but one thing that really brings it home for me is the way the house smells. The pine scent from the tree spreads through the house and as soon as you enter the door you're well aware of what time of year it is.
So, our stockings have been hung and the little mechanical carolers are swaying away. I have yet to do ANY Christmas shopping, but hopefully that will change soon. It was supposed to change today, but Mother Nature decided it was going to remind me of the season again and dump over a half a foot of snow on us.
I hope everyone has a joyous holiday season, I know Hanukkah starts at sunset on the 21st... oh hey, it's Friday today, so that means I owe all my favorite Jews a big Shabbat Shalom!
Happy Holidays! I'm off to revise the Story of Christmas and edit the cast list.