When I was a kid, the road to Christmas was long and winding. Weeks of buildup and anticipation felt more like years. All that waiting and waiting and waiting for the grand day of new games, toys and stuffed creatures. (Enter 90's classics such as Doodle Bear, Mr. Bucket, and Fetch Armstrong.)Nowadays, December goes by in the blink of an eye. All of sudden it's almost Christmas Eve and I'm only just getting around to that shopping list. It's not even a long list, either. Just ask all three of its members.
Come to think of it, I will never be one of those people who gets their shopping done weeks or months in advance. On November 1st, I'm still carving pumpkins and drinking apple cider, thank you very much. Christmas shopping is for Christmas Eve Eve. And if that moniker sounds a bit excessive-- hey, isn't that what Christmas is all about? (I've eaten an excessive number of two-bite cupcakes at the office all month long.)
As for writing one of those long, uber-introspective nostalgic holiday entries-- meh. Did that last year.
What I'm most excited about this year is spending Christmas Eve with my significant other. After three years of dating and three Christmases apart, it's our first one together and it's all I really need. Forget about the iPad and yes, even the pony.
(OK, maybe I still want the pony.)
But seriously, what the hell happened in 2010? This Christmas snuck up on me. I ain't ready. Anyone else feel the same?
Oh well, there's no looking back now. On with decking the halls, jingling bells and rockin' around the tree.
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