Well, it didn’t snow, but I’m still trying to get myself into the Christmas spirit. The tree is up. I’m working on the only present that will end up under it.
Not that Hubby cares much about any of it. He’s Jewish, after all. And Hanukkah started this weekend. So we’ve got the menorah out, too.
I think I’ve mentioned before that holidays are pretty low-key around here. But when we do have kids, I plan to celebrate all the holidays! Christmas. Easter. Rosh Hashanah. Halloween. Hanukkah. Passover. And (gasp!) Mother’s Day.
When we were first dating, Hubby and I were much more enthusiastic about the holidays, simply as a way to share each of our cultures with the other. I think we had been dating about 6 months when he planned a surprise dinner for me that he wouldn’t tell me anything about. All my friends and coworkers thought he was going to propose, but, instead, it was my first Passover seder.
I hope we’ll be that enthusiastic again when we have little someones to share it with.