Christmas is my favorite holiday, with my birthday running a close second (don't even try to tell me that my birthday isn't a holiday).
Retail Christmas is a phenomenon that has grown into an evil monster covered with green eyes with dollar signs instead of pupils, and multiple arms; something of Biblical proportions straight out of the book of Revelation. We won't go there.
The Christmas season seems to start earlier and earlier every year. This year I noticed fresh cut trees for sale before Thanksgiving--quite a surprise.
I have made a tradition of buying a tree the first weekend in December, but this year, with trees cut so early, Leland and I decided to get our perfect tree home and into a bucket of water before it turned into kindling.
So much for tradition. The tree went up *gasp* right after Thanksgiving. This tree really will be kindling by Christmas day, but oh well...it makes everything happier!