I sure do enjoy Christmas. I started shopping November 1st and, while I say I'm done, I need to pick up a few last-minute items. I wrapped the lot of the gifts last night which now makes the tree seem complete. Though it's not about gifts, garland, glitter or gold...I do love Christmas. [I had to squeeze that line in there since it didn't make it into my Poel poem.] Speaking of The First Poel Remasterd; it was a hit! Everyone I invited loved it that I know of and wants to know when the next performance will be. I told them something might be taking place around Easter. I even got a "Man, if I'd come Friday night I definitely would have told a lot of people to go Saturday night because it was that good." I guess it wasn't what people were expecting but I'm psyched it was a hit.
Christmas is in FIVE days. Christmas Eve, when we tend to celebrate it, is in FOUR days. I convinced Glenda to do stockings this year since on Christmas morning no one has anything to open but the boys "Santa" gifts. I love stockings. I mean, I REALLY do love them. I'm still that little kid trapped in this grown body who gets a little sick to my stomach the night before Christmas because I get anxious and excited, and just love waking up Christmas morning so much.
Oh, and for this year and years to come, I DO NOT say "Happy Holidays" (unless the person clearly appears Jewish) I say MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Merry Christmas to you!