I just got home from looking at Christmas lights with my co-worker's family. We all piled in the minivan and drove around for an hour and a half. Of course, it was a little late to go looking, since a lot of people turn them off at bedtime. But there were enough to be pretty.
It was definitely a little different from looking at Christmas lights with my mom on the way home from church. Very different music, for one thing.
I can almost believe it's Christmas, though. I gave presents to the kids. Ginny and her mom gave presents to me. We all sang Christmas songs along with the radio - I say songs rather than carols, because of the radio stations involved.
Tomorrow, I sleep late, first of all. Then I clean until I feel the place is fit to show my parents. And do laundry, and ironing, and so forth and so on. Not very holiday-ish, perhaps, but having a clean house at the end of it will be one hell of a present. This time tomorrow, I need to be at Newark Airport waiting for Jeff's plane. I will need to be less sleepy.
Merry Christmas, everyone. It's a beautiful day, right now. May it remain so.