We weren’t planning on getting our Christmas tree until next week but I must admit that I’m feeling more and more Christmassy by the day! We don’t have a set date as such, in fact Timehop tells me that we’ve already had the decorations up by now in years gone by. But some time in November we usually sit down and work out which weekend in December we will all be around as it’s something that I like us all to do together. As it happens, our first free weekend won’t be until 19th which feels a little late so we penciled in next Monday 14th instead which seemed perfect a few weeks ago. But as the days go on I’m getting more and more excited to go and choose our tree!
I’m worse than a child honestly but I think it has to be my favourite day of the year. If it wasn’t for the fact that we can’t all do it until then, I’d be on my way to the garden centre right now! For now though, I’m making do with my little flamingo friend. There is definitely no elf on the shelf but there is a jaunty hat wearing flamingo who makes me smile every time I put the kettle on.
There is a lot to be said for waiting though. For me, part of the enjoyment of Christmas is in the actual build up. I like to prolong the festivities for as long as possible so that means not going all out and peaking too soon. Christmas time starts slowly in December but goes right through until the new year. I can’t bear it when people are declaring Christmas over come Boxing Day. We might all do Christmas in our own way but seriously, you’re doing that bit all wrong! Those lazy days in between Christmas and New Year are what I love the most. Spending time with relatives, the children getting to play with their new toys, scoffing a Lindt reindeer in one sitting, falling asleep in front of the tv, eating all of the cheese… it’s what Christmas is all about!
The start of advent for me though means the simple opening of a calendar and the lighting of a candle which all of a sudden seems terribly tame when you are bombarded with people on social media putting up their trees and blasting out Mariah Carey in November. Not even 1st December is early enough these days! And of course, if you dare to suggest that going full on Christmas in November might be a bit much (read: stark raving bonkers) you are instantly dismissed as being a Bah Humbug. But actually, they couldn’t be more wrong! I love Christmas. I mean, I really really love Christmas. I just like it in a more traditional slow burning kind of way, that’s all. And I’m okay with that. I love still having all that sparkle look forward to.