I am bursting with Christmas spirit.


It happens every year. Some part of me wishes it would happen earlier, so that I wasn't running around like a nut these last few days, but another part of me loves running around like a nut, along with all the other people doing the same thing. I enjoy the sense of urgency in the air, bordering on panic. I really do. I like seeing people laden with bags and packages.

I love our tree. This is the first time since Tyler and I have been together that we have had a tree larger than those little ones that fit on a table top. Tyler has already gotten my gifts and they are wrapped and sitting next to the tree. He says that they are shake-proof. We'll see about that.