Last night at dinner I asked Ben what might be considered an odd question, but one that I had definitely been wondering about. I asked him why he liked to decorate for Christmas so much. I just don't understand it. He told me that he likes to commemorate holidays; that it breaks up the year for him. And he does like to put out gourds in the fall and Easter eggs in the spring, as well. I still don't get it. Now, I understand that when you have small children in the house, it is fun to decorate for their sake. I liked doing that very much. We are long past that stage, however.
I tried to enter into the holiday decorating spirit this year. Ben and I bought some new things together, and I went out and got some things on my own. The house looks very pretty. It looks like a stage set where no play will be performed. It looks ready for a party that no guests will attend. I would much prefer that it look the same way it does every other day, because that is what Christmas will be - like any other day. And that's just not that merry.