Christmastime Is Near

It's almost Christmas and I'm not even the least bit excited about it. Most years, I've begun listening to Christmas music at least by mid-September. Once December rolls around, the excitement hasn't worn off one bit. But this year seems different. Maybe it's from the lack of snow in the area. Or perhaps Christmas isn't the same without family nearby. Maybe I just hate the idea of Christmas in the city... and a dirty one at that! Nevertheless, I have no sense of Christmas spirit, at least not yet.


I certainly have had no desire to decorate, especially since a live tree around here costs more than an entire holiday meal. And I've never quite understood the idea of a fake Christmas tree. Mostly, because they look like they were made from a recyled hula skirt, and that's just plain weird. Maybe we'll let the holiday slip by quietly this year and not even celebrate.

On a lighter note, we've received an order of fabulous books, all of which seem to have a similar theme, strangely enough. We purchased The Oath by Frank Peretti, Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe, and Gulliver's Travels by Jonathan Swift. We already dove into the first two books, and are each about halfway through. We've concluded that reading is far more entertaining than watching television or a movie. And it's good for the brain, too! As I was saying earlier, the books share a common theme of sin/human nature, and the consequenses of satisfying our flesh. How timely and appropriate! The Oath has been very exciting so far. And I'm anxious to get to the other two books, having never read either of them before. Oh, the joy of reading!