The outside of the house is finished; the inside -- almost. I'm hand-writing cards this year instead of printing out address labels (this is actually 'fun' for me), saying "Merry Christmas" to everyone I see, boycotting any place that uses "Xmas" in their ads, (is there anyone else out there that hates this as much as I do?), and not doing any baking this year as I live by the rule, "If I bake it; I eat it" and frankly I've never met a cookie I didn't like. Thus, the fear that my hips will rival the size of Montana (the state; not Joe) and need to be declared a separate territory.
I feel remiss, but we're not doing a lot of shopping this year. I mean, shouldn't I be doing something more for the economy? But we exchange gifts only with our children, grands, husband's dad and my mom and this year the kids have requested specific gifts or our 'chipping in' for something in particular -- so actually there's not a whole lot to buy. I'll probably get some stocking stuffers, but that's about it. Come to think of it, what a blessing this is; what a novel idea: just enjoying the season!