Tis the Season, I guess

Another week. As I wracked my brain trying to figure out what actually happened this week, I was drawing a complete blank, and then it occurred to me that Christmas was last Saturday. How could I have missed Christmas you might ask. Well, it turns out that it wasn't that hard even in the land of the world's most expensive Christmas tree. There was something relaxing about it being just like every other day, but there was a bit of loss as well. I've celebrated Christmas in the desert before, so I used to the warmth and the faded browns, but I've never celebrated it somewhere that it's not celebrated. Now, Christmas a holiday that's marketed here as well as its marketed anywhere--there are decorations in the shops and Christmas music playing over the mall speakers, and then there's the presence of all those Christmas trees. But there's a big difference between selling something and celebrating it. After presents and Cinnamon roles, there really wasn't much on the agenda. Liam and I decided to go watch Tron (very cool looking without a hint of depth). Walking down the street, I had to keep reminding myself that it was actually Christmas. People were going about their business like it was any other day, and I guess I was too.Next year, it'll be that much more difficult to conserve that spirit of the holidays, so I guess it'll be up to us to create that feeling if we really want it, but I don't know if having to take more personal responsibility for Christmas spirit is a bad thing.






James got a new star wars cartoon for Christmas.