i haven't showered since sunday. wow i love christmas vacation

I'm not a scrooge, but i guess you could say i'm not a very festive person. the weekend after thanksgiving kinda does it in for me. all 96.5( my parents' station) plays is christmas music, and since its not even remotely close to christmas, i get sick of christmas music pretty fast. and since that the most christmas-y thing about christmas for me, i don't get into the christmas spirit much till about a week is left. this year was worse. I'm not sure why, but i just didn't get in the mood till christmas eve-ish. i guess i was a little apathetic towards the whole thing. I mean, i didn't even listen to my relient k christmas cd till christmas eve, for corn's sake. thats just weird. its pretty sad considering christmas is kinda a super huge event regarding forever, but for some reason i was just too lazy/apathetic/bored/something else to get all christmasy and really think about it . in spite of all this, the one thing that really struck me this year more than anything else and more than it had before was how humble a beginning Christ had. Imagine this: a pregnant 16 year old and her twenty or thirty something boyfriend (just hearing that much automatically makes us look down on them) have a child in a feed bunk surrounded by manure on some random farm, and the first people to visit are the homeless people who say they saw angels that told them to come. Not exactly your picture-perfect birth for the most important man ever. Ever. It's just an interesting thing to think about, and it really helps me realize that He's not just up in the sky, all big and mighty, but he came down to us and was one of us (in a sense). he's not too good for us all and doesn't turn up his nose at our crappiness, he just loves us. i guess that's my christmas reflection for the year.